II.
She's my angel -
Tamyka Bell
Sometimes we see her,
A wisp of hair escaping in the breeze,
A thread woven through my thoughts, or
A dream that we share.
Her pain breaks my heart,
And her strength weakens the body -
She's my angel.
01 September, 2004
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