Little Angel.~

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Little Angel, close your eyes

Dream your dreams of all their lies,

Remember the sharp words they speak,

So they can haunt you as you weep.

Little Angel turn away,

Hide your tears and make them stay.

No one cares if you cry,

By being born you were meant to die.

Little Angel spill your blood,

Create a shiny, crimson, flood.

Maybe if enough bleeds away,

You won’t need to live another day.

Little Angel tear your wings,

You’ll never live the songs he sings.

Nobody is coming to make you well,

Why don’t you just go on back to hell?

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