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Angel

from the wind to the rain to the sky a woman looks down on me from the moon her voice makes you ache and cry till there's no tomorrow her eyes leave with regret, loneliness, and sorrow her face makes you want to drop dead and fly towards her heaven when she holds you the hairs on your back want to shiver like an earthquake when she looks at you it just only want to make your heart break when you're with her, time knows no bounds when she kisses you, everything is better and you'll only want her more her beauty makes the number seven look odd and she lives beyond the stars silently watching from above life has no meaning if you can't be with her the way you want her is more than you want life to be with her means more than all the money in the world her whisper makes death look like paradise her hair is the dazzling sun setting on the horizon her lips scorn the red rose her eyes is as a piercing blue crystal; soft but cuts like a sharp blade her voice is a bird's song but instantly make your heart grieve like a mother's loss of her child to war for me i will always love her i will never stop thinking about her her smile makes me melt in the snow she's my bliss, my love, and my Angel.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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