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From the wind to the rain to the sky
A woman looks down on me from the moon
her voice makes you ache and cry till there's no tomorrow
her eyes leave with regret, loneliness, and sorrow
her face makes you want to drop dead and fly towards her heaven
when she holds you the hairs on your back want to shiver like an earthquake
when she looks at you it just only want to make your heart break
when you're with her, time knows no bounds
when she kisses you, everything is better and you'll only want her more
her beauty makes the number seven look odd
and she lives beyond the stars
silently watching from above
life has no meaning if you can't be with her
the way you want her is more than you want life
to be with her means more than all the money in the world
her whisper makes death look like paradise
her hair is the dazzling sun setting on the horizon
her lips scorn the red rose
her eyes is as a piercing blue crystal; soft but cuts like a sharp blade
her voice is as a bird's song but instantly make your heart grieve like a mother's loss of her child to war
for me i will always live her
i will never stop thinking about her
her smile makes me melt in the snow
she's my bliss, my love, and my Angel.

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