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Secret Angel

A secret angel follows me, and observes my life, she looks like a guard A guard, a guardian angel, an invisible heavenly life, she is a heart, love She is here with me, in my room, and inspires me, she is a so great heart She is visible, just for me. Tall, blue eyes, blondie, amazing, attractive, thin She is talking to me, just talking to me, she asks me about black magic Yes, I do that, I answer to her. Why? she asked. That’s my gun, I said That’s bad, don't do that, she warned me. No, I can’t do anything, I said Why? she asked. Because I haven’t any choice but to protect myself, I said. In my life, prayer no longer helps. Only black magic, conversation closed. Secret Angel Don’t follow me But be with me Come to me often And live with me

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