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Apr 2019
An angel, or so I was told
Diamond, can never be sold
Live with me to the end of time
Fly me beyond this world
History is full of stories
Yours is the one that hasn't been told
Feed me the essence of your soul
Feel me when you make me gold
Kiss me like never before
Kiss my neck and kiss my sword
In your lips I'll live thousands of years
With your love, I'll never get old
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Abdullah Ayyash
April 20th, 2019
Abdullah Ayyash
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