Trying to make harsh moments
the breathings of my inspiration.
Let the candles of love
shedding sunrise in my soul.
Forgiving the past
and admiring each falling.
Never forget about my secret angel
who flows hopes in my heart.
Looking in the sky
and saying each day
is a day to cheer.
Giving love is to have
a gift to share sadness.
Angels can sometimes be hurt but
never will throw their fights to care.
Love is a gift,
I share it today with you
so that tomorrow
you will share it
with another weak one!

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