There was missing an angel.
She was taken home.
There was missing an angel;
because in the end she was
fighting alone.
She was striving for heaven,
but her place was here on earth.
She was singing to stardom.
Her voice was millions
everything worth.
There was missing an angel.
She was taken home.
There was missing an angel.
Hearts are broken
in pleasuredome.
A Singingbird was emboddied
in a human life, but sometimes
a golden voice is not enough in
an angles's struggle
of the earthly survive.
There was a missing an angel.
Heaven took her home.
There was missing an angel.
Her memory will never
leave us alone.
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