Absent
Nameless to the man next to her
Known to God as His beautiful wayward girl
Called Angel by her mother
Angel
Her wings bent
Her presence lost to Heaven
Her soul cold
She is here, but not
She is true, but forgot
She is sober, but sot
Angel cries her own tears
Angel calls out her fears
Angel carries her own cares
A bell sent near the
Earth to remind us all
Of her incredible
Worth
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