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The angel she is,

all she knows is to give.

To sit properly,

upon her knees,

submissed

to which she gives

her bleeding heart from her ribcage.

A child with youth

a woman of age.

The Angel of life

succumbing to

death

for one beating heart

she takes her last breath

"take what you want,

I have nothing left.

Here is my essence,

the heart which beats beyond my breast."

Vision lost into the darkness

the lack of surrounding she shall harness.

Beauty within-

Given without

hesitation.

For love

there is no

limitation.