Angels and demons

Angels on my shoulder
In the yellow mansion
  
I thought they were there to shun me
No the angels were the ones who embraced me
  
The demons ran around corners
I saw their straight hair
  
They knew I was there
The painting was the dream
  
Smaller yellow building around the corner
Little girl, was it you I was looking for
  
No it was the blond teenager
Who died in her sleep
  
Who warms my hair with her hands
Who is sweet as she looks into mirrors
  
Who wears a white shirt
But is not pure
  
Who was a human just like us
Who I was waiting to meet like this
  
For a lifetime
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