walking with angels
/in the city of angels, this is her heaven/ kensi+deekes, haiku
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sand between her toes
the ocean laps at their feet
paradise on earth
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hand holds hand tightly
blue eyes, blond hair, lips on hers
she walks with angels
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an: I don't own NCIS: Los Angeles. I am excited for tonight's episode.
I don't mean to imply, in this poem, that she's dead.
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