What it takes to make an angel
He has all the pieces
Placed oh so carefully
The way my heart bounces
Wide smile across his face
I aproach him and he gases
My stomach tightens as I aproach
The way my heart races
His eyes, honest and blue
The good deeds he promises
He makes me a better person
The way my heart changes
But the way he dances with the devil
He likes to give me stitches
Where no else can see
The way my heart bruises
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