The angel confesses to you - is that the moment everything changes, or was it already lost by then?
Golden-eyed Angel
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He came from heaven, his image was radiant. Not knowing how to return home, golden-eyed angel, find your way. Golden-eyed angel, find your way. Fly again, the world is dark, and they don't deserve your kindness. You confessed to me who came on a mission, but your submission makes you weak. Golden-eyed angel, find your way. Fly away, the world is dark, and they don't deserve your kindness. But your submission makes you weak, weak as rose petals under thorns. Return home, you again. We don't deser
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He came from heaven, his image was radiant.
Not knowing how to return home, golden-eyed angel, find your way.
Golden-eyed angel, find your way.
Fly again, the world is dark, and they don't deserve your kindness.
You confessed to me who came on a mission,
but your submission makes you weak.
Golden-eyed angel, find your way.
Fly away, the world is dark, and they don't deserve your kindness.
But your submission makes you weak,
weak as rose petals under thorns.
Return home, you again.
We don't deserve them.
Golden-eyed Angel - Judson Kaique
July 28, 2026
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The angel confesses to you - is that the moment everything changes, or was it already lost by then?
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I'm feeling the exhaustion in this. Like you wrote it at the end of a hard day when you couldn't pretend anymore.
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Is the angel someone you know, or is it more about what kindness costs when nobody's watching?
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The 'world is dark and they don't deserve your kindness' hits different when you mean it.
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You keep telling the angel to leave, to fly away. Do you think staying and being kind despite everything would be strength instead?
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There's something about a being that's too gentle for this world. Not sad, just... trapped by what they are.
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the refrain hitting the same way every time... thats actually really effective
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When you wrote 'weak as rose petals under thorns' - does the angel choose to come down, or does it just happen to them?
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