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Feb 2013
I like to think I got an angel with wings wrapped about me like a scarf.
It looks like a he, with bushy black hair and cold sapphire eyes,
He has a dark soul, but a good heart,
And he loves me,
Deeply cause I'm God's child, I'm property of God's
He's not gonna let anything hurt me,
And he's fun and shy. Sorta spunky. He has long lacy black wings, and arms as strong as oceans waves.
He's invisible of course though, but that's why I'm still alive, I got an angel watching out for me.
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   Warda Kashif, Mia and Timothy
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