Gods Creation
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Brianna Smith
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Poetry
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2009
When I see your photograph my soul it starts to sing, I hear the music sounding gracefully I hear only echo's in the wind, The presence of your beauty captures the magic from within and the angelic sound of a blissful tune comes from your heart felt melody, The lyric in which goes unspoken is the memorable song in which you sing, for you are lifes lost angel a gift from heaven up above your beauty just astounds me baby your gods creation a symbol of his love.