Absent Minded

collecting angels (Fable)

I collect them
things by such a peculiar name
and such stories do they tell
and the games do they play
i collect angels
small things big things
pretty things shiny things
winged things four legged things
who knew the one that got away
i would have to grant 9 lives in order to find it
who knew that i would have to hide it
send the world a story about a beast
and have them twist words
while i search the world over
while i gave my favorite angel life after life until i found her
and brought her home
to make her happy
which has always seemed impossible

I told them the fallen angel was a beast
which was true
it wasnt an object
it was an animal
I told them this animal was powerfull
for the sounds this beauty makes can calm the deathbed
and scare the immortal
but it took me scouring the earth for nine lives
to find my angle
one of my most favorite angels
and making her happy is a new game
for she holds a piece of myself i cannot contain alone

I collect angels
i collect stars and clocks and mirrors too
but this fallen angle
the one that got away
well i know you would never find her at the zoo
and the world wether they tried to hide her or not
wether the other angels
the children and women named angel i have come to collect and surround myself
helped me find her
this beast can growl
and hiss like a snake
but it took me 9 lives to find her

and jesus knows if i will spend that much time
and that much power over one of my favorite objects
how much attention will i grant the rest of my possessions?
For this fallen angel
that got away is my treasured cat
she ran away from home
and i granted her life after life on earth
until i had her back
to take her home with me
so who knows what i am capable of for anything else i value
and who has what door opened

I collect angels
two legged ones
four legged ones
animals and teddybears and stuff
each one more special than the next
all of them special
and they are put in a place no one knows of
but this one got away
and she hid on me for soo long
this tail comes form somewhere of how a cat got nine lives
and now the truth is told
and now the legacy continues
to the story of the secret of the fountain of youth
and where jesus thinks and dreams of granting
the cherished men everlasting life

If only i could love and cherish myslef


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