Sleeping Angel Beneath My Wing
As she sleeps upon my chest
I listen to her every breath
She was the one that took me
From depression than took me to a new begging
With out her my candle would be dime
Love is not the word that we share it's a
Feeling of so much more
As she dreams of me I look to see an angel
Before my very eyes she's the queen of my hart
I would never hurt or destruct her feeling in anyway
She is the thump to my hart The hand that holds mine
The true believer in me a friend when I have none
The rock when I fall sleep my angel dreamt the most beautiful
Dreamt of all
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