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You can tell an angel by her voice So she keeps hers hidden away Thinking she doesn't deserve The joy to share, to stand on stage Her dance could turn the furthest head And she can act so much better than lie Confidence feigned in a curving lip She thinks she hides it all so well Night and sunlight leaking sunset What rises as her nails dig in She has the most perfect skin She's sure no one would ever think She's sure of a lot of things Like that she's a defect, freak, failure She'll turn her back when she should stay Crawl forward when she should walk away And every mistake stamps there She tries to scratch them out But ski

It grows, the dark does The dark lives caged watching the light jealously. The children play happily. People laugh. Birds chirp. The dark and despair go hand in hand. People leave it alone. So it tries to get past its cage. People put it back in its cage and ignore it. And it grows angry.