Linda and me.
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Friday, December 30, 2011
Concrete Angel Series
She
walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody
knows what she's holding back
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearing
the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes
she wishes she was never born
Through
the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In
a world that she can't rise above
But
her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place
Where
she's loved
Concrete
angel
Somebody
cries in the middle of the night
A
fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When
morning comes it will be too late
Through
the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But
her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place
Where
she's loved
Concrete
angel
A
statue stands in a shaded place
An
angel girl with an upturned face
A
broken heart that the world forgot
Through
the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In
a world that she can't rise above
But
her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place
Where she's loved
Concrete angel
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