Beautiful and mysterious,
Florescent and bright,
Tall and lean,
She tends to look a little mean,
Her burning eyes and bleach blond hair,
Makes you want to stare,
Slim and slender,
She never surrenders,
She always puts up a fight,
She stands strong with a lot of might,
Very aloof and quiet,
She looks like she's on a never ending diet,
That white gown shimmers,
And the room seems to glimmer,
Protective and strong,
She just can't go wrong,
She watches me wherever,
She's my Guardian Angel,
Always and forever.
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She sounds so beautiful. I can't wait to see a picture of her someday.