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On Fallen Angels and Broken Sounds A poem Anthology by Zach Ambrosino

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From? From? people always ask I don't know what to say... where am I from? from head phones blasting music in the basement? or am I from the way I feel? or am I from where I choose to be? people always try to tell me what I should be, why and what to say do I listen? or embrace where I'm from except… I don't know where I'm from... Do you?

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Spark a match and watch the candle burn the wick runs out and love takes its turn on fallen angels and broken sounds we will last past the final round it took a while for you to find me because i was hiding in the lime tree above the city in the rain cloud i poked a hole and watched it drain out parallel to the city streets our broken crowns beneath our feet but as we walk across the diamonds we know that love is always shining so save me love save me all the time i'll wash you down with a simple sip of wine and toast my glass to all my loved ones to let them know that the stars well they still shine ,[object Object]

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