This is a poem written by Sarah Comlan of Rochester advisory.
Believer
I am a firm believer that
when you were born
the heavens stopped
the Angel did too
He breathed life into you
and you were destined for greatness
For me, it was more of a cough
one of ill wishes and dooming omens
In fact, a collaboration
with the Angel himself
the Angel created me in his old image
Indeed beautiful
to destroy
It was a cough
that manifests itself as storms
everywhere I go
So it was as I came
I'm sorry that no warning came
But you should have known
We all fell
You for me
The Angel from up above
and I likewise
that's a year you won't get back
but just as I left
a rainbow formed
and hope was restored
I don't believe in much
but I know
you were destined for greatness
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