Lost Soul - Angel

Her beautiful brownish hair being blown by the gust of the wind
Her hazel eyes twinkling in the cold night
Her pale body glowing sparkly white
her beauty drawing me to the attraction of the light
She soars through the sky watching over darkened souls
Helping the suffering cease their inner pain
and warn the ones heading toward the dark
My call has been heard, finally taking the hand of my Angel
Her touch, so warm that my blood no longer was cold
For it has turned into boiling blood, ready to take over in my veins
Taking me into her arms, telling me that I will survive
Soothing my broken heart with her unforgettable words
Thou heart and soul of mine laid in her hands
With every strike of pain being shot at me
She winded them away with the power of light
The power endured pain on the ones called The Warriors of the Night
its cloud thrives on the broken hearts in sight
As the battle grew closer and closer to our victory
She began to fade away
Slowly releasing me into this insanity we call life
For the darkness has ceased, resting for the biggest battle yet to come
Before the light took her in, she had promised to return
When my battles were too tough for me to handle on my own
Her promise to this day is kept in my heart in soul that she healed
the feeling of joy lifts my heart, for I live in peace
Never will I forget this moment
When the Lost Soul was saved from the hell
Forever I shall hold her in my memory

Lost Soul

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