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| Her touch so graceful. Her eyes so bright. A smile of a angel. A voice so right. I held her close Wishing to ease her pain To whipe her tears. And sooth her mind. And still she wept. Of no fault her own. Another victem of Love. A tragic twist of fate. Angel of the night. What creature could have caused this? Angel of mercy What beast could rend your heart so? Angel of life What man could snuff the love you held? I be but a gentle man. A simple being of this world But I shall hold thee close. Till the nightmares flee And your heart returns And mends the wounds That noone can see. |
| DEDICATED TO A LADY |
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