The face of an angel that has given up hope,
she no longer listens and forgot how to cope.
That beautiful stranger that I used to see,
she is lost in herself and forsaken her plea.
I wish I could find her and stretch out my hand.
Whisper those words that would help her to stand.
But wishes and dreams don’t often come true:
So beautiful stranger… I’ll leave that to you.
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