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Nov 2014
She is giving up on hope,
She's lost and in need of a hero.
She's always been unable to cope,
Inside, deep down, she burns, losing her soul.
She dances precariously with life,
Balanced on the very edge.
The pain cuts deep, the sharp edge of the knife,
Twisting to cut to the core, releasing the rage.
She's making up the reasons,
She's ready to fly.
Guess she's done,
Justifying the lie.
They fear the bitter one,
Momma never loved her,
Daddy shows the wrong kind of affection.
It grows, this anger...
Just wanted acceptance, protection.
She's packing her bags for the heavens above,
Not looking back, she's gone.
Just needed a hero, needed love.
Become one with the sun,
Let it burn away all the pain.
She's going home, she's free,
Nothing to lose, nothing to gain.
Empty skies, as far as the eye can see.
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Faellin Angel
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Faellin Angel  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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