My Red Angel

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Your voice is clear as the night sky

Your eyes are blessed for they have not cried

And they see light where there no hope to find

Your a master piece

Art not one a like

Though by the gods and brought to life

I know you feel lost, abandoned and disliked

But my dearest angel you are not

Everyone has been over the edge

Over the line that shouldn't be crossed

Oh, my amazing angel

You have been touch by death

For there can't be no one in life

With such beauty

You are truly blessed

Your radiant skin

Soft as sick but thats only to begin

The way you smell

You are truly a sin

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