An Angel is born everyday
So innocent, sweet
but we dont remain angels forever
Society makes us whatever we,
may become.

I too, was once pure
Like the melting snow
dripping water, into a cool clear lake
And time will show
We cant be angels forever

And that lake, like our souls
After years and years, don't remain so clear
Anymore.

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