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Me and an angel


The words of an angel smooths the roughest egaes of soul , she brightens the darkest hour with the light of her heart shell being the roses from wilted and near death to the beginning of life with her smile all tht impinge on her cut deep but she is stronger then stone she can keep a smile if she has too . Weilding the lips of an angel holding the hands of the devil she holds her ground . I love her some times more than ever I just meet her and I don't know her yet her words have bring me to my happiest day in this dark time if she hurts ill be there for her like she was for me tho she may not know it. The man that takes her hand and steals her heart will be the luckiest man there is for her smile is worth more than every pearl or dollar a man can have . She's an agel of light in her own form for every mistake made every mistake done she will be forgiven. For every mistake she has made tho there has been a brighter futer as I lay here in bed I think only her name tonight I feel as if I'm a stalker or a creeper tho there is no way to tell A white rose stained with blood and tears a new beging has bgane for her let her life soar in the sky her possibilitys and dreams meat the farthest star and beyond The frost in the roses begins to warm life begins once more here we go as the stars shine down to prove us once more that the love that I have is able to shatter agile my heart of stone of pure metallic stone cold and ice sees the light once more I can't believe it happend again iv broken the oath iv set in its nothing to be ashamed of my mind says again my heart beggs to be put in its slumber once more after the shatter and heart break it felt many years be fore... I'm scared i can't help it the one that was known to be strong in minde and in heart is scared to death for he cannot fall apart this is only a test tht the good lord wants to see but it's not worth the pain again
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