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Ivette: My Spanish Angel

My beautiful Spanish angel with butterscotch skin
I dare the Heavens to be with you, if it were a sin
Let me be judged and condemned to my death
Because I can’t deny I never saw you tread this earth
Ever since I met you, you wielded magic over me
You blinded my eyes and hazed my deep thoughts
By strumming my heartstrings till there was music
And your every lyric made me weak and lovesick
I wish to be with you, so we could slow dance
Craving your wrapping wings as we romance
But you wouldn’t come to me, you’re so far away
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