You are the epitome of angles
Fallen from grace
Stepping on clouds of earth
Without a falter in you pace
You are graceful
in every single way
You bless my dreams
Every single day
Are you real
Or are you fake
Are you a dream
or am i awake
Are you an embracing comforting lie
Or are you the one for which
I would so willingly die
Are you mine in a lovers eyes
Or are you an assembly
of carefully chosen lies
I ask of thee these questions
For a truth in my hope
For if thee denies any truth
I will surly not be able to cope

 
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