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Sacrifice
In the morgue
lies my corpse
I stare at it
from angelic form
The story was
I saved you
From being hit by a bus
Taking my own life too
You are back home
All alone
You fell something
under your pillow
It was in a box
A note and a ring
all the note said was
"Will you marry me"
Now an angel I fly
To your room
Wanting to
just see you
You turn around
And I am there it seems
Then I kiss you
And you know it isn't a dream
lies my corpse
I stare at it
from angelic form
The story was
I saved you
From being hit by a bus
Taking my own life too
You are back home
All alone
You fell something
under your pillow
It was in a box
A note and a ring
all the note said was
"Will you marry me"
Now an angel I fly
To your room
Wanting to
just see you
You turn around
And I am there it seems
Then I kiss you
And you know it isn't a dream
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