angel
sticky pages,
lemon hair,
red lips,
sad taste.
mint breath,
and music in mind,
she's beautiful,
she's realy mine.
cold heart,
wrong answers,
pain cures,
warm touch,
eyes closed,
sleeping slowly…
disapears.
she's realy mine.
my angel,
lost her wings,
broke her heart,
found by me,
can't fly away,
why do you stay?
angel, angel…
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It's beautiful *~*
התיאורים שלך מושלמים והכתיבה.. *^*