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Nathalie Roman Oct 2014
Lost Angel waiting to be found
Found by the devil that took her heart.
Those sick and twisted thoughts crept up. She fell in love with that wicked smile. Mesmerized by those evil eyes. He was the one and she fell hard.
Years went by and she started to realize she was miserable. No longer felt the love. She felt lost and alone. He took over her life and she was afraid to speak up. Now she's just waiting to be free.
Nathalie Roman Oct 2014
I spend my days alone
No one around to tell me what's right or wrong
Lonely little girl drinking 40 after 40
These mickeys are the only things I look forward to
As if it's my only friend and the only thing I can turn to
No one wants to be around
Lost Angel just begging to be found

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