When Angles cry
Standing like status
Amongst the rows
On quiet knolls
Murmuring in silence
In mourning over the living
Tears etched in marble
On unrecognizable faces
We all know
All the broken dreams
Memories faded
Broken bodies
And distorted pain
She stands in marble
Guarding the suffering
The symbol for each of us
Standing in our place
Guarding the memories
Guarding the fallen
When Angels cry
When Angels cry
When Angles cry
Standing amongst the rows
On the quiet knoll
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