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my mysterious angel

her skin was soft
her eyes were pure
she looked like an angel
and she gave such allure

a million thoughts ran through my head
but at the moment i felt it was dead
she had a bow in here hair
i think it was red

ill never see my angel again
i dont even know her name
though she reached me in ways i could never explain

the moral of the story is
dont let life pass you by
its a terrible thing to waste
so jump on opportunities
with bravery and great haste


Written by forlorndreamer (Datlon Perryman)
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