Dark Soul - Poem by Allison Unknown
Their are angels all around us, we just can't see them. Most of them are nice and gentle, but I believe their are some bad also. For instance, my 'guardian angel' is not an angel you want to mess with. She is an angel that well doesn't fit in heaven or hell. She is a loner, she is her only kind.
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