Fragile beauty;
Defeated and broken.
She speaks, softly and clearly,
Help me angel, for I have fallen.
Cling on to her;
Don't you dare let her go.
With helpless tears she's crying,
She doesn't know what she's crying for.
A crooked smile;
Unconventional beauty.
She collects herself and walks on,
Head held high, an act of bravery.
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