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an angel

i saw her lying
i saw her crying
but suddenly she smiled
like all those tears were only lies
and her emotions are a turmoil
the ones that can boil
at any point in time
but she is one sublime
creature that catches my rhyme
the one who has managed to climb
all the way to the top of my list
and despite i have unleashed
my beast,
she has handled me with a twist
of smile in her face
but that's not totally the case
she is a demon in hiding
she is a fallen angel fighting
she is an angel
the one who is dangle-
-ing in hell with a rope of hope
is she in trouble??? Nope
but she can bring upon a perfect storm
she can help you restore the deform
in your head,
she is an angel... but only when she sleeps
#batman
-yakaa: jujaan

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