A beautiful little baby is sleeping in mother’s arms; she feels the presence of something or someone.
A beautiful golden angel watches behind as the mother holds the precious gift.
Years later the little baby is a grown teenager, and is in a safe place until a demon appears and challenges her angel.
The demon attacks but fails not knowing that the human is praying at a graveyard where her mother is.
The angel goes to her side and touches her shoulder as her mother did.
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Poetry
Poetrypoetry that come up to my head durring school or when i'm in a good mood
