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The way the moon bounces off your pale skin
makes you look like an angel sent from heaven.

The way you comfort me when I cry makes
you my hero.

The way your smile makes my heart melt means,
I love you.

The way your eyes haunt my dreams makes me never want to
return to the real world.

They way you whisperd in my ear made me fall.
I love you no doubt about it.

I gave you my heart hold it with care.
Your my guardian angel.