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She like a breathe of fresh air my lungs can only worship in this toxic world
Her eyes brings me heaven on earth for my mind gave that image up murders ago
For I am not saint but yet she been my guardian angel for 4 years now
My sky is no longer dark for the sun isn't afraid to shine anymore
while my nightmares turned into sweet dreams while her presence lay beside me at night
there is no need for my soul to wish anymore amongst the stars for my wish will soon bare a ring from my heart on her hands
I am blessed
I shall never take a day of her for granted for her smile is once in a lifetime
My queen shall never cry unless there visiting from an emotion called joy
As those mystical clouds that once surrounded my mind turn into a clear vision with her in head of it...again
I am thankful
