she's the girl you see everyday,
think nothing of her and walk away,
but she's screaming in this crowd,
and no one seems to hear her now...
she's praying, waiting,
slowly as her faith is fading,
wondering what she did to deserve,
the life that she now serves...
they paint this picture on her,
in purple and blue,
wide-eyed with fear in her eyes,
she only sees in black and white...
pray for this little girl,
an angel seen right through,
fallen in a cold world,
when nobody saved you,
shattered little soul, all alone,
when all you felt, were hearts of stone...
now laying in this hallowed ground,
heavenly warmth is what you found...
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