Angel…

 

 

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Angel

She kissed my cheek

Whispered goodbye

Thinking I was sleeping

Her scent lay on my pillow

My heart knew that would be

The last time I feel her touch

I turned to watch her walk away

I had given her all I could

I had nothing left to hold her

My angel of the night…

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