Fallen Angel

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Fallen Angel

An angel fell before my eyes,
He asked me his way,
But I got lost in his eyes,
And in those I want to stay,

Maybe he'll let me be there,
Indeed  his dilated pupils,
Have enough room to share,
I don't want to be with other angels,

Now I fall in his eyes,
Just like he fell from the sky...

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