Filled with alcohol she whispered in my ear
These words made time stand still as I began to hear
Confessing her sins as if I were a priest
Looking into her eyes not knowing in the least
She gave out a little laugh as if proud of her ways
My mind asked who has she become these days
Frightened that an angel can commit this crime
Stripped of her wings she should be doing some time
Starring at her I see a trio of six's glow
One last whisper of "no one else should know"
She turned away with a smile on her face
Knowing what was said will never leave this place

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