There is this beautiful angel,
With pretty wings like the night,
She's got some battle scars,
But that doesn't mean she won't fly.
She lives in many hearts,
But little does she know,
That her sweetness overdose,
Makes you smile and glow.
She's got too many stories,
Within her fractured heart,
But trust time she can,
Seal it up with bright sparks.
She is beautiful like the snow,
And warm like the sun,
She'll never let you feel low,
Time spent with her is always fun.
She doesn't seem to realize,
The stars in her eyes,
Without you my lovely,
My universe will truly die.
She doesn't seem to know,
What she actually means,
Please tell someone,
What you truly feel.
She's a beautiful angel,
With pretty wings like the night,
Her scars will slowly fade,
And with brave wings she'll fly.
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Nyctophilia
PoetryThe words that spawn from my mind in the stillness of the night...