my angel 👼

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We're did my angel go that fell from the sky? On the ground or in paradise? Sometimes I see her when I close my eyes or when I cry. Sometimes she whispers my name out loud but sometimes she makes no sound. She is all but a shooting star for if she was she burn fire. She is always by my side but where did she go? Wings made of gold and her crown of silver. My angel were you go?

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