She’s an angel but her wings were clipped,
The moment her heart beated from her chest it was stripped,
They say her smile was worth gold,
But over time her smiles grew cold,
Her loyalty was treasure,
Till they used that for there own pleasure,
Her voice could put even demonds asleep,
But now even if you begged she wouldn’t make a peep,
Now that everything was taken from her
Let her heal,
Soon she will be that angel again and you’ll see that smile and it’ll be real..
Dec 14, 2018
Dec 14, 2018 at 10:40 PM UTC
She’s an angel but her wings were clipped,
The moment her heart beated from her chest it was stripped,
They say her smile was worth gold,
But over time her smiles grew cold,
Her loyalty was treasure,
Till they used that for there own pleasure,
Her voice could put even demonds asleep,
But now even if you begged she wouldn’t make a peep,
Now that everything was taken from her
Let her heal,
Soon she will be that angel again and you’ll see that smile and it’ll be real..
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