The Saddest Angel
The saddest Angel holding her rosecries so softly that no one knows
She feels so lonely, so lost and scared,
the pain she feels is truely unfair
She grips the rose so thorns pierce through
her blood flows down, a red so blue
She feels she's worthless but she is so wrong
her writings are poetry, her voice is a song
In her heart is a fire, her soul is a star
a burning desire could take her so far
I hope this angel one day does fly
above the clouds of her dark grey sky
I hope she finds the warmth of light
and leaves behind her cold dark night
She has the power to rise above
to feel true happiness and the warmth of love
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