At every crossroad
No angel there to greet us
We watch it all go
Faded from the moment
You find yourself lost
Seek me out to save you
No matter what it costs
Steal my memory
From the places you fell
Shine upon my grave
Just like an angel
I'll smile for your beauty
Dear mirror of my heart
Alone as we whisper
To each other in the dark
There's something too familiar
Of the words you speak
Before this lifetime
I feel I once believed
My soul escaped through heartache
For a withered rose
The angel there to greet me
Died in this poem
No angel there to greet us
We watch it all go
Faded from the moment
You find yourself lost
Seek me out to save you
No matter what it costs
Steal my memory
From the places you fell
Shine upon my grave
Just like an angel
I'll smile for your beauty
Dear mirror of my heart
Alone as we whisper
To each other in the dark
There's something too familiar
Of the words you speak
Before this lifetime
I feel I once believed
My soul escaped through heartache
For a withered rose
The angel there to greet me
Died in this poem
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