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A/N: I was reading some stuff on Alexander McQueen and suicide and stuff like that, and is idea popped out. The word I used was "angel" and I suppose it's fitting tribute to all this who have killed themselves. Forever in my heart, Alexander McQueen. Short and sweet.


Untitled Number Four
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soft violin/piano


Spread your angel wings and fly,
Flutter your angel wings and dry my flowing tears.
Spread your angel wings and fly,
Hold my hand and slowly let it go.


Angel white, angel wings, angel, fly away.
Cremate yourself in a golden-pink sunset.
Hold a martini glass up in the air,
And celebrate your life in the limelight.


Your body remains in a sweet honey box,
Laden with the pale pink roses you loved.
Dressed in a wedding gown, like you always said.
You always said your funeral was your wedding.
Now I understand.


Angel white, angel wings, angel, fly away.
Cremate yourself in a golden-pink sunset.
Hold a martini glass up in the air,
And celebrate your life in the limelight.


violin, slowly fading