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by Shellaine shelli Jun 23, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / other
Times are hard Nobody knows how she feels it never shows She bleeds the pain out she knows no other away of expressing herself its the price she must pay Her heart was never whole her passion has faded away Her nightmares visit her even throughout the day. My darling angel, from a broken cloud where will she take shelter? From the horrors that rain down who will help her? Keep strong, my broken angel Your wings will return to you soon