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Dark Angel
A dark angel searches for her love on earth
She has departed heaven to find her soul mate
She has given up her white garments for those of jet black
She is in a state of mourning and loss
She died but her partner remained on earth
She could hear his bitter sobs while she was in heaven
The tears filled her eyes
And she vowed to return and sooth her partner's soul
God refused her permission to leave
But she departed nonetheless
She has been banned from Heaven for a thousand years
But she can cope with such banishment
So long as she can find here true love
She returns to the cemetery where she was buried
And her true love is there by the side of her grave
"Hello, my love, I have returned!"
"How can this be? you died and departed from this world"
"I have returned to heal your heart and support you"
Tears fill his eyes
"How can this be? My grief has driven me mad"
"I cannot return to Heaven for a long time"
"But so long as I am with you I am at peace"
"We will grow old together"
Her true love sobbed with joy
And took her by the hand
They walked the city streets
But nobody could see the dark angel
Had she returned to sooth his pain
Or was he completely mad?
He didn't care anymore
He was happy to be by the side of his eternal love
A dark angel searches for her love on earth
She has departed heaven to find her soul mate
She has given up her white garments for those of jet black
She is in a state of mourning and loss
She died but her partner remained on earth
She could hear his bitter sobs while she was in heaven
The tears filled her eyes
And she vowed to return and sooth her partner's soul
God refused her permission to leave
But she departed nonetheless
She has been banned from Heaven for a thousand years
But she can cope with such banishment
So long as she can find here true love
She returns to the cemetery where she was buried
And her true love is there by the side of her grave
"Hello, my love, I have returned!"
"How can this be? you died and departed from this world"
"I have returned to heal your heart and support you"
Tears fill his eyes
"How can this be? My grief has driven me mad"
"I cannot return to Heaven for a long time"
"But so long as I am with you I am at peace"
"We will grow old together"
Her true love sobbed with joy
And took her by the hand
They walked the city streets
But nobody could see the dark angel
Had she returned to sooth his pain
Or was he completely mad?
He didn't care anymore
He was happy to be by the side of his eternal love
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