She stepped down from the flurry white flakes.
I sat in bewilderment as she came to me.
Her cheeks coated with tears.
Her eye shinning bright and full of sorrow.
I ran to her.
I ran to my White Angel.
Her soul that is fragile and soft.
A heart that is big enough for anyone to come in.
I caressed my White Angel in my arms as she cried.
The snow falls so lightly and dully as the White Angel cries.
And slowly the snow dies,
As does the angel.
I must save her.
Too late...
The White Angel has died and the spirit of a calm snow has vanished.
I sat in bewilderment as she came to me.
Her cheeks coated with tears.
Her eye shinning bright and full of sorrow.
I ran to her.
I ran to my White Angel.
Her soul that is fragile and soft.
A heart that is big enough for anyone to come in.
I caressed my White Angel in my arms as she cried.
The snow falls so lightly and dully as the White Angel cries.
And slowly the snow dies,
As does the angel.
I must save her.
Too late...
The White Angel has died and the spirit of a calm snow has vanished.
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