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ANGELICA STRIKES
ANGELICA AWAITS
Dante’s angels have come for their souls,
they pounce on the unwary and the vulnerable.
No one is safe, for when you close your eyes
they will strike.
They show no mercy in their search for eternal youth,
it could be your soul or mine spirited away in
the night.
Angelica smiles from the moon,
she is all white and sensual but in a s...
Friday 26th August 2011 12:27 pm
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