She looks
And sees
That man
She wished to meet
And heard
Him speak
She knew
His voice
And remembered
That corner that night
She was his angel
Who told him its alright
She sang
One word
One bite
One sword
She looked
At that sinner
And with that word
He saw
All of the lies,
The cries,
The tears
That night.
And remembered the angel
With the Pale Blue Eyes
Who maybe
Just maybe
Saved his life.
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Pale Blue.
PoesiaHe met her. She met him. He remembered her eyes. She remembered his mind. But they never forgot the day When color died.
