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An Angel's Tears
She draws & silently writes
Many a night, she is found in that deep concentration
You have to call her name twice if not at least thrice
The only outlet to her pain flows in that cheap ink & map pencils
Trying to pour her heart out & express with the rapid flicks of her hand
& strokes with a stiff wrist
This ones pain is from blame misplaced on her
A life of hard work & a family's name shamed & disgraced
And, yet, this youngster really is innocent
Did Lucifer's prosecutors care?
Of course not! Just made the deals sweeter for liars & painted more on their
plaster of lies
A media frenzy fed on the lies
And now, here she is with tears in her innocent eyes......
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