Spirit Of Beauty - Poem by Satan's Sibling
A beautiful spirit,
shines on my heart.
I would fall apart.
My heart will feel,
Like it's trying to kick down heaven's door.
So when Iook into her eyes,
I will always see her light.
So for her I will be grateful,
Grateful from day to night.
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