| Angels arent supposed to cry but thats how rain is made just like a child who's had a bad day Tears make things grow just like the sun so maybe these tear's arent so forsaken Maybe someday I'll see the brighter side Maybe I'll be glad again No one else has seen younger children are so lucky They still have to learn. So why cant the old one's teach them whats good to learn Angel wings are beautiful full of hope and freedom So why are mine bloodsoaked and scattered Seems I'm not lucky to fly above the clouds Cause if I died today no one would care do I matter? Does anyone care? Am I a soul who's long forgotten? Angels arent supposed to cry. SO why do these tears fall? Maybe because I'm one of the forgotten. After all. |









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Ren: Ohhhh...I wish you could meet my girlfriend, my girlfriend who lives in Canada. She couldn't be sweeter I wish you could meet her, my girlfriend who lives in Canada!
Mr. Ellis: Her name is Alberta. She live in Vancouver......don't finish that.....
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Ren: Ohhhh...I wish you could meet my girlfriend, my girlfriend who lives in Canada. She couldn't be sweeter I wish you could meet her, my girlfriend who lives in Canada!
Mr. Ellis: Her name is Alberta. She live in Vancouver......don't finish that.....
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Ren: Ohhhh...I wish you could meet my girlfriend, my girlfriend who lives in Canada. She couldn't be sweeter I wish you could meet her, my girlfriend who lives in Canada!
Mr. Ellis: Her name is Alberta. She live in Vancouver......don't finish that.....
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Ren: Ohhhh...I wish you could meet my girlfriend, my girlfriend who lives in Canada. She couldn't be sweeter I wish you could meet her, my girlfriend who lives in Canada!
Mr. Ellis: Her name is Alberta. She live in Vancouver......don't finish that.....
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