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Bright before my eyes My angel falls from heaven Gracing my soul, surprised
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-3/24/88 -Shreveport, LA -www.facebook.com/benjamin.berroteran -Gamer nerd -Martialist -Musician -Skinhead "Boots and braces don't make a racist."

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ImmortalNighttime
<p>Very interesting... this is a haiku, right? I like it, it's short but it gives a tangible idea that the audience can hold onto. I like how you sort of change it, when people think of angels falling, they think it's not a good thing, but how you say your angel graces your soul, and it turns out the angel is surprised- to me, it shows that not everything is truly bad- because this angel, this pure entitiy, has briefly come across your soul, and done some good despite the fall. This haiku rocks!</p><p>&nbsp;</p>

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