Angel

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It doesn't rhyme so much but here it is;

Angel

From the clear blue sky,

She descends

A doll-like girl,

An ornament

Hair so long,

Skin so fine

Blue eyes that dazzle,

Like the sun, it shines

Voice so soft and tender,

Innocent and pure as a dove

With a comfortable chill she says,

'Never hatred, always love'

And from that day on,

I've followed her will,

Yet I wait for her return

On my battered windowsill

A/N: Remember my other Poem called Love?? Well, I want to say this once again.... I'm a hypocrite

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