Sweet Disorder
My heart is in sweet disorder
My being flowing with life
It sits upon my skin like morning dew
Breathtaking moments of beauty
Fly in and out of my soul
Everytime I look at you
I had to find you
To tell you and take the chance
Even if it seemed I was wrong
I never believed in angels
But have come to realise
You were an angel all along...
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