when you lie in bed,
you close your eyes and try to sleep,
you can hear someone weep,
It san angel,
She got the price of her innocence,
she had a treachery,
she thought she was invulnerable,
but got emotional instead,
she belived in her power,
but got infirm in the end,
she notioned her beauty,
but it counted for naught,
she became the angel that cries,
because of all that she got,
so, if ever, whenever, you hear her wail,
just know it hurts,
to be the angel that cries.
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