A little princess was stolen one day,
Left her family in alot of pain,
She got took to somwhere she had never been,
That place was Heaven that she'd never seen.
When she arrived there was help at the gates,
If she see's you crying thats what she hates,
But i can tell you a fact she will never frown,
She's always going to be looking down.
When you find a penny walking down the street,
Put it in your pocket it means somthing,
The angel girl with a polished rock,
She's trying tell you, you wont be forgot.
Through the sun and the storms
she stands hard as a rock
in a world that she cant rise above
and her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place were shes loved
concrete angel....................................................................................................x
molly copping
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