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Wednesday, March 24, 2010

My Angel



The breeze that brushes above u
I fear it might hurt u like blaze
For every scratch it creates
Increases the frown on my face

Don’t want even a rose to pick u
For u r my little angel
If u r bled by its thorns
Inside my heart will be torn

Holding ur face within my palms
Is what I always long for!
Will that day be within my reach?
Promise, I won’t ask for more

Wanting to protect u from any harm
Is the vow I do to myself
Not even a single grimace
Should ever cross onto ur face

I love u!
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