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she walks up the stairs
holding my hand
and there she goes
disappearing through the tall wooden door
and we step into the church
and we talk about it all
in the sunlight her hair glows
like a halo, like a crown
i prostrate myself to her everyday
her name is my prayer
which i am fervent to say
never have i been so devout before
she cracks a tiny joke
so i must quip back
and she beams
the angels in heaven weep at the sight
blinded by her beauty
shes too divine; i’m too rotten
i’ll get hurt if i stand so near
yet i dance in her flames
and revell in the burn
she will be my sinless death
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