Scenario 2.0 Guardian Angel

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God speaks in whispers...cover your ears..listen with your hearts...The very symbol which defines the lost art love truly Is..Home is where the heart is? I've just been handed an eviction notice...I Almost Knocked On Heavens Door On A Plethora Of Occasions But Was Never Let In..If Sleep Is The Cousin Of Death I'll Remain An Insomniac; That Wretch Is The Reason I'm On My Knees In Prayer Hoping.. Wishing.. Needing You To Be Here..There's  Irony In Watching Your Guardian Angel Bleed Tears Of Joy or Sorrow.. Our love Unwavering Even In Times Where The Tears You Shed Were  The Tidal Waves Our Souls Were Slowly Drowning In ...                              - Hans A. Bouzi , Jr