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MY MOUTH HAS NO ANGELS by Osalam Wosu  

Because the sun is hiding in its lovers bed

I will join these broken men to seek refuge

in the bottom of green bottles

I will make this radio a time machine

and sneak away to worlds not broken in tears.

because the moon moans in mourning

I will brood on melodies yet unsung

for to proclaim and sing i do long

But the melodies have hidden in my throat defying my bidding.

Because the words have parted with me

I will drown in the name of a mute

Because my mouth has no angels

My heaven wears the semblance of hells.

 

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