Thriving Ivory - Angels On The Moon
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Do you dream, that the world will know your name? So tell me your name
And do you care, about all the little things or anything at all?
I wanna feel, all the chemicals inside I wanna feel
I wanna sunburn, just to know that I'm alive
To know I'm alive

Don't tell me if I'm dying, 'cause I don't wanna know
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go
Don't wake me 'cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon

Do you believe, in the day that you were born?
Tell me, do you believe?
And do you know, that everyday's the first of the rest of your life?

Don't tell me if I'm dying, 'cause I don't wanna know
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go
Don't wake me 'cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon

This is to one last day in the shadows
And to know a brother's love
This is to New York City angels
And the rivers of our blood
This is to all of us, to all of us

So don't tell me if I'm dying, 'cause I don't wanna know
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go
Don't wake me cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon

Yeah, you can tell me all your thoughts
About the stars that fill polluted skies
And show me where you run to
When no one's left to take your side
But don't tell me where the road ends
'Cause I just don't wanna know,
No I don't wanna know

Don't tell me if I'm dying
Don't tell me if I'm dying
Don't tell me if I'm dying

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Joy
is like water
that runs
smoothly
downhill
over grass,
and weeds,
and flowers
all the same.

An angel carries an urn
filled with birds,
and treasures
and messages
and when she glimpses sunrise
her heart opens up like a flower
and her feet dance as in the snow
and all the ancestors
stand up in surprise
and clap.

A Vague moon
showers its peace
and doves fly over.

Story-without-end.

by Angelman Raphael
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I dedicate this page to my dear friend bren
Who has always been there in time of need
We may not always see eye to eye,but then
Thats what makes us special friends.we dont
Always need to agree,we never need to
Judge each other.ty for being my friend.
You are like a sister to me.not something
I often say in here but it is true with you.

Hugs,Luv you my friend!