January 12, 2011
Angel, Angel,
you finally found me,
holding me in your arms,
protecting me from everything.

You have no wings,
of halo on you head,
just a heart of gold,
and love for me and everything.

Blue eyes,
as bright as the sun,
loud laugh,
at which you laugh at everything.

A perfect hug for me,
almost every singel day,
a whisper in you ear to tell you,
you're my everything.

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