Darling Angel
One blessed night,
There was an angel,
that feel from up above.
She feel at my feet,
And treated me with such love,
a love never I never felt.
I pray at night ,
to keep my precious angel pure and safe,
That god will watch over,
The sacred gift he gave.
My angel lie,
Asleep at night,
I stare,
and wonder how I have such fate.
Then noticing that the Lord,
Wont give me perfection,
I smile,
Because now the angel,
Is mine to take.
My angel and i,
Cannot be separated,
My darling angel and i,
Will never bare hatred,
Towards eachother.
My darling angel,
A gift sent from above,
To fill my heart with ,
Something it never had there,
Love.
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