see her fallen fallen angel
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lying in the dust
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she was mother nature's daughter
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and my own inspiration once
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she cried out to me softly
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but I couldn't hear the call
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I was much too far to help her
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to save her from the fall
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her secret lies behind her silence
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better left unknown
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whatever happens her voice will echo
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long after she's gone
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she cried out to her maker
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but he wouldn't hear the call
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he was much too far to help her
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to save her from the fall
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no one listens she's crying out in vain
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she loses all her essence as she bottles down the pain
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this mess which has become her
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awaits her knight in shining armor to come
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farewell it's done
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she cries out to you softly
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but you cannot hear the call
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you are much too far to help her
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to save her from the fall
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Fallen Angel
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J. Armen |