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Dec 2015
Angel laughs, smiles and sings.
Her figure like an hourglass, her eyes like the sea.
She walks with elegance pose and class,
Taking in every moment like it's her last.
Her length is rather tall, but she is pure perfection.
Her smile is wide and white gleaming through the night.
Her voice is soothing and kind to the ears.
When she looks upon you, you are filled with tears.
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For how could anyone be so kind?
"Miss?"  She turns around toward me and smiles
"Why are you so happy all the time? For it looks like misery has never touched you."
"Like you know your destiny and live in your own fantasy. Tragedy slips over you, there is sure to be an endlessly flawless melody revolving around you."
"So I say yet again, why are you always so happy? "
She leans in and whispers
...
I'm not
I'm broken.
But you would never know that.
Reverie  Dawson
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