Listening to the night angels in the sky,
Porcelain as every joy from the universe,
Flowers of eternity always surrounding them.
Time heal broken hearts,
By vast velvet magic of yesterday's young.
She explores life's poison,
Sad father did worry and never smiled.
Lingering peace go after daughter,
And wake her from decay.
Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 3:06 AM UTC
Listening to the night angels in the sky,
Porcelain as every joy from the universe,
Flowers of eternity always surrounding them.
Time heal broken hearts,
By vast velvet magic of yesterday's young.
She explores life's poison,
Sad father did worry and never smiled.
Lingering peace go after daughter,
And wake her from decay.
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