For that glimmer of hope that he'll love her once more
This is for the angel with the fractured wing
Falling down clouds and spacing from the heavens
Missing out on bliss earth could never bring.
This is for the singer who's lost touch with her soul
Her melody is without feeling
Her lyrics without healing
For the young poet spiralling out of control
Their stories remain untold.
This is for she who sits home alone
Her soul mate's gone, children grown
Fleeting memories are all she can call her own.
This is for the internally broken lady
Forced to exchange life for corporate heights
Nights haunted by the cries of her aborted baby.
This is for the void and woes of the barren wife
In a distance, standing distanced from her husband watching another in envy
This is for the innocence of the child paid to get laid
Disgusted by the filth that comes with her trade
If only she had made that grade.
This is for the unwed mother
Always a bridesmaid and never a bride
For the street beggar
Setting her young ones before her pride
This is for the lone soldier
Structured for battle but darkness falls with no one left to hold her.
This is for the lonely girls who have lost their smiles
Though the world seems to revolve without hope
Hold on tight, heaven will be here in a while
Bearing liberation the mind could never conceive
Just say a prayer and then believe.
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