Of Angels and Lost Pride

Through lost trust and pain
I try to recall in vain
What went wrong
But all that left a mark
Was an angel blinding through the dark

They say angels never leave
And I want to believe
So I hold on
Pretending that the bygone
Never happened

Wishing, wanting, failing
Somewhere along the trying
Lost something I now wonder
If I had ever
Maybe, it was pride

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