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The Hidden Angel

She came from heaven,
With arms wide open.
Every time I see her,
I feel unbroken.

The girl that means,
The world to me.
She is so peaceful,
It’s as if she is a sea.

She took me in,
When no one else would.
If I pushed her away,
Somehow she withstood.

Some people say,
I’m too quiet.
She knows the real me,
The crazy little riot.

She can comfort,
More than a mother.
She loves me,
Unlike the others.

She is my only,
True infatuation.
She keeps me going,
With her endless traction.



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