A broken angel with a broken crown,
A restless angel that has fallen to the ground,
so weak she felt there was no help, she knew her life was through.
but a voice came into her head, and this is what it said,
' Don't give up your only a child, it will take time to mend this pile,
of broken wings and shattered dreams, this is not a dead end.'
so she stayed strong as life pushed on,
towards a light of a dream that once was tattered.
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