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Mind of an Angel
She holds your hand,
Lifts you high,
She'll make you laugh when you cry,
But what you don't see is the answer why,
Her heart is dies from the inside,
She bleeds to help you smile,
She cry's to quench your thirst,
She dies to take away your curse,
But in the mists of doing these things you break her down and cover her in chains,
As her wrists bleed and her memory fades she'll cry her last tear, the tear of which she gave..
© WinterAngel
Lifts you high,
She'll make you laugh when you cry,
But what you don't see is the answer why,
Her heart is dies from the inside,
She bleeds to help you smile,
She cry's to quench your thirst,
She dies to take away your curse,
But in the mists of doing these things you break her down and cover her in chains,
As her wrists bleed and her memory fades she'll cry her last tear, the tear of which she gave..
© WinterAngel
