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Ropeyou pass her in the halls think she's got nothing to say write her off as quiet and go on about your dayRope
each night is spent crying pain personified through tears while her parents sit alone wondering when she'll give into their worst fears
each morning bleeds the next and getting up becomes a chore it's not from lack of sleep.. waking just isn't wanted anymore
you can change the future if you'd ask about her day one smile from her is all it takes to keep the rope tucked away


Angels and menHe stands in the shadow now, his face is empty, and his eyes are but black to all who see. He can offer nothing and his tears are of a blood that is not his own. He is waiting there, staring out into the harsh world, he is searching. Wincing he looks about himself trying to remember a purpose, his blackened wings broken and scorched at his back, he has no blood left to shed. Draped in a pure white once, he is now all but shattered, blood stained and tattered are the robes that once shone with envious power.Angels and men
Bonded to this darkness he stands alone, if only he had the strength to bleed. To give of himself to the world, but he has
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