The Perfect Angel
She was a beautiful child
Shiney blonde hair and bright blue eyes
Always helping people out
Even as she is just passing by
She had a perfect life
Looks like an angel from above
A dream come true
She was as delicate as a dove
Friends and family surround her bed
Staring her straight in her dull gray eyes
Squeezing her hand tight never letting go
As they watch the perfect angel die
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