happiness

17 Apr 2009

·wordsmith

sitting there wrapped in sheets; beauty of an angel you look up and our eyes meet, my angel's shown me heaven skin softer than gabriels' wings your smile warms my heart when you laugh my soul sings, when you cry it tears apart if truth is beauty and beauty truth no creature is more true for even gods are filled with envy when they look at you

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