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The Precipice (NoPoo 36)

Intense silence
Breath caught
Within her gaze
Its understood
That beauty has form

They tell stories
Infer dresms
That heaven
Maybe upon the earth
And reachable

They say
Angels have names
On my lips
Is another angelic name
I want to cry

My heart is waiting
On the brink
Of bursting
Beating out of control
Just for you
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