4(My Angel)

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A shooting star passes by
And a diamond falls into your cheek.
I put it back to where it belongs
With the stars within your eyes and you blink
Causing them to glisten even more.
How could all this be real?
Angels trapped inside
Possessing your every move
Spreading their wings up high
Flying you to the moon.
Living in this world is hell
But you make everyone swoon
Your beauty is the light at the end of the tunnel
Like the light of the moon
A call from heaven, from up high
They need their fallen queen
A shooting star passes by
And suddenly you disappear
Rain starts to fall from the sky
And as i kneel
All I see is the diamonds i once put in your eyes
When you were here.

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