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I sit in a tower above the night,

watching angels come from the sky.

Coming down they take their prey,

Heaven or Hell whichever they sway.

I see them come every night.

Praying one of them will be mine. 


I am Sleeping Beauty

and everyday,

I wish an angel will take me away.

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