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Angel fell so near to me

Angel fell so near to me
Like a flower to the Bee,
At night It is mystery
 Without line of her originative Story.

She worn hair silkily black,
Drives in craze when looking Back
When I sight to her eyes
I ain't want to tell her byes.

Like the eyes painted by god painter,
Not even seen ere in any Gal.
Her sounds;Musical and sweeter
Not even heard from spring Nightingale.

Angel fell so near to me,
Tell me what to do,Mommie.
For whom on this earth, she came?
That Idiot shall certainly get fame.


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I see thy clear face and crystal eyes, whitish jeans and bluish jeans coat Fitting you perfectly to glisten back to film The one I want to recapture thousands.
Yet the darkest background as nightfall Provides no ample stories of the picture Albeit, I recapture hundred time The darkest background,it always there.
Nonetheless,I want to recapture thou  Before the dusk and breaks other day, After knowing more than thy eye-fulness That shows the background titled and vivid. thanks.