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Aug 2018
Paradise

Golden sunsets and honey dripping skin
Violet blues running through my oceans
The blazing wind playing violin strings
Euphoria beautifully decorating my pain

Where no clocks will tick, time isn't measured
Actions are said more than mere little words
Where pain no longer exists though my broken
That is where I'm headed my friends

My sins I will pay, my Lord please forgive me
In a home I found you Jesus, one I never knew existed
In my last hour I say a truthful prayer
That the Lord welcome me home with open arms

No more tears and no more scars
My heart has no more broken
My soul is at peace
My mind is outspoken

Don't cry for my death
For it would have come one day
I pushed the hands of time early
And now I lay, happy and at peace
In Paradise.
Angélique
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Angélique  15/F/South Africa
(15/F/South Africa)   
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