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Angel

You once called me A special name I never heard it Ever again There was this guy Handsome, called Luke Who loved a girl In my favourite book Beautiful looks And golden blonde hair Porcelain face And her skin so fair She ran away Broken and brave Her rich parents abused her She wasn't safe She owned a doll Her step-dad had made She also called her By that special name She wanted to go To Texas for cover She missed the train But she found a lover When he saw her he knew That she was his girl They married the next day In a little church He was her saviour Took her to his home Up in the hills All her luxury gone But she had never Felt more alive Blissful and happy Than as Luke's wife He called her Angel He changed her name After her doll Now one and the same They were so close It seemed like forever They wanted to spend The future together But bad luck was on them Her parents' curse And the cold winter To make it worse She died one night And left Luke alone His world was shattered His Angel was gone Now all that is left Is some words in a book And the memory of Angel and Luke I hope you will someday Call me again By this heavenly Special name For I got a dream That only you can fulfill A sweet little girl and to call her Angel

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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