Angel with no eyes



Hanging under lips you'd wish to kiss,

Lay something you couldn't miss.

It comes as such a great surprise,

Because there lay and Angel with no eyes.



She smiles even though she cannot see,

Not from heaven nor from hell but on earth is where she be.

Her wings are shaped like cones,

They don't fly because they are made of stone.



Alone and sad she lay in wait,

For her chance to go through the pearly gates.

But until then she hang from a neck of white,

Hoping for the gift of sight.



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