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Angel's Amongst Us
His eyes" follow me wherever I may go. His eyes filled with The flowers of every soul his eyes are blue lighter then the sky... he's filled with love for each and everyone of you .he's not picky for his heart was made of gold the richest You will. Ever know His spirit' light is Is watching every night Just watching over you In hopes to take you home When the earth is gone His eyes follow me wherever I may go He is the. Blessing In my soul The richest I ever known.. his eyes are filled with the flowers of every soul gray stone' his eyes are red He is the evil in your head I am seven He will make you Feel dead He is the burning flames Rushing through your veins He is the loudest voice Inside your head A twisted tongue whispers of fun Just break out your gun he feeds upon the dirty Deeds For. He's filled with greed He is. The poorest You will ever see he will leave you broken And no door the open with screams No longer spoken..
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