The Angel

And there she was standing there
Appearing seemingly out of nowhere

Her eyes as bright as they ever were
The past now becoming just a blur

She stood out like a gem among dirt
Approaching she begins to be a flirt

But that isnt naturally her way
Which was obvious somehow that day

Her angelic features lined in that face
Yet she could disappear without a trace

From the feet to her head there was not a flaw
She was amazed at everything she heard or saw

She was fascinated due to her pure innocence
By the various things that are deemed as an indulgence

Soon though she was gone
The angel had moved on

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