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Bright and bearing arms Drawing me by your charm You're an angel I run in ecstatic glee Fall on my knees You sweep me off my feet We dance into the night Some tango to some grime Angels know no bedtime I'm fagged as a burned out cigar You're just about to start I'm unprepared for this I try to flee You point your sword at me I see you're not my guardian I knew it Between your style and habit Something was fishy I beseech for some grace Light flashes across my face I open my eyes I know what this means Greens aren't always clean You're dangerous! ©Chidiogo Ibe Radiant~ April 2015

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Date: 3/6/2016 8:18:00 PM
awesome poem... LINDA
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