Angel

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I lay here at night quietly alone
I don't know much at all except this broken house will never be a home
My thoughts start to wonder as I reach for that blade
Why can't I be that girl everyone wants to save
Not much helps now not even the strongest drugs
But this depression and darkness constantly tugs
I am an angel who's fallen from grace
A broken angel with tears streaming down her face
A fallen angel who paints on her arms
A fallen angel who wants to go home
A fallen angel who's been damned to roam
This fallen angel is reaching for grace
All the while the tears stream down her face
This beautiful angel will some day return to grace
Where one day no more tears will stream down her face
Her wings are not there and she bears no halo
You can't really tell she's an angel but if you look real hard at her thighs and her arms and at all of those lines
You can count all of the times
Each of those lines are a battle she fought
Each of those lines a lesson taught
This beautiful angel had fought many wars many wars behind closed doors
This girl doesn't know it she sits in the shadows
Their icy cold touch brings her heart warmth
She doesn't know where to start to find the light
This small broken girl with scars on her arms has yet to realize she is an angel with bright shining eyes
An angel on earth where heaven will reign has finally found the strength to fight again
She's battered and broken begging for more just hit her again just like before
She doesn't see it through her own disguise
But it's quite clear to foreign eyes
She's an angel roaming the earth bringing the heavens to the hearts of the hurt
She breaks and she shatters only to be broken and battered
She stands strong against the storm fighting once more
They try to break her and dull the light that shines in her eyes
But they fail because she sees through the disguise
She bears her scars proudly as they are the wars that tried to kill her yet she survived
She looks in the mirror and finally sees
That she is a beautiful angel not a disease
An angel girl smiling once more
An angel girl ready for more
She always leaves a mark
where ever she goes
People will always know
She was an angel

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