He has never met an angel like her,
but she's his.
He lay there in her arms, she turns around to give him a kiss.
The music was playing their favorite song.
In her life is where he belonged.
She can get a little wild,.
She's been like that since she was just a child.
She can dance the night away,
But really she's not okay.
When she is down,
Nobody will stick around.
With her illness,
She spirals, and becomes one hell of a mess.
She's a beautiful, crazy mess,
That she would always confess.
One minute she's out there,
Next, she just don't care.
Whoever comes into her life, would have to be strong.
Because love and stability is what she longs.
She will love you, and hurt you.
If loving her means you would hurt to,
Would you want this,
Or is this what you would miss.
©terrylin53
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