Angels Tears

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My guardian angel, precious
than any gemstone known to
Earth, she was the last tear my
God cried. Her whispers tattooed
my soul, how'd she sacrifice her
wings for my sorrows, my story
hasn't ever left my mouth but she
knew about me, led me to sleep on
aching nights. Kissed my cheek
goodnight, while she laid and
sang my whole night away until
the sunrise. I've woken up, I
tripped, stumble, looking at the
ground. I've fallen in love...

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