She has brown hair, Freckles and Blue eyes.
Everyone loves her and calls her Devil. She is the Best Friend.
But it all changes now. The world seems like its ending, trying hard not to cry.
Tears welling up and feeling her arms around me and then she disappears.
All the Fun, Laughs and Stupidity will never end.
She will live on as will I, except not neccesarily apart.
We will be together, either physically or in mind.
I will never forget you, my 3rd Musketeer. The other Two will miss you.
Everyone will. I know your name is Devil But you will Always be my Angel.
To Angel-Devil Piper. Love You Babe...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Our Angel... But there were tears in my eyes the first time