A little girl all alone
takes the world on her shoulders
taking all the blame and the bruises.
She is an angel
a perfect angel to all.
This angels wings are stained with blood and her feathers tattered and torn
and still she flies to those in need.
She tries her best to make other pain go away
completely ignoring her own
The scares and bruises never leave the story of her skin
when all the world is at peace, her job complete
she sits alone
crying
remembering the beatings and the daggers of words that were thrown at her
through the battle she stood strong
then out of sight and out of peering eyes
she cries.
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