Angel of Graces
By Spikesongs
Mon, 13 Sep 2004
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Angel of Graces
Pale yet fresh
A dazzling complexion of the finest porcelain
My latest breath
Is exhaled in exhilaration of your delicate pose
Your silentness
Expires away as you walk with all gracefulness
I'm taken in
I'm searching for words but I'm left speechless again
Is there a name for you
Angel of graces
Is there a prayer
That will send you to me
Is there a time
For the sharing of pleasure
Will you be mine
Or just a dream left to fade?
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