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Oct 2012
There was a girl who everyone knew.
Her hair was brown and her eyes were blue.
Every day she dreamed to fly,
So every night she planned to die.
There was a boy who nobody knew.
His face was sad, but his heart was true.
Every dayΒ Β he dreamed for love.
So every night he prayed ,for an angel from above.
One night a girl got hit by a car.
By a boy who just came from the bar.
The boy stayed forever haunted,
but not for one second did he cry.
Finally someone loved him,
for he had given her, her wings to fly.
Jenovah
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Jenovah  USA
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