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She walks to school with the lunch she packed. Nobody knows what she's holdin' back.Wearin the same dress she wore yesterday.She hides the bruises with linen and lace.The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask.Its hard to see the pain behind the mask.Bearing the burden of a secret storm.Sometimes she wishes she was never born.Through the wind and the rain.She stands hard as a stone.In a world that she can't rise above.But her dreams give her wingsAnd she flies to a place where she's loved.Concrete angel.Somebody cries in the middle of the night.The neighbors hear, but they turn out the lights.A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate.When morning comes it'll be too late. Through the wind and the rain.She stands hard as a stone.In a world that she can't rise above.But her dreams give her wings.And she flies to a place where she's loved.Concrete angel.A statue stands in a shaded place.An angel girl with an upturned face.A name is written on a polished rock.A broken heart that the world forgot.Through the wind and the rain.She stands hard as a stone.In a world that she can't rise above.But her dreams give her wings.And she flies to a place where she's loved. Concrete angel !
- O.o tue rain was super big, even hide in Bus.stop also can kana rain @@ Hair wet even jean also! Back to office, under aircon sneez lik.. .. .. =.= I rmb there thsi sentence it go lik, " I like to walk under the rain, cos nobody will saw my tear !! Pass few wk lei.. Is it over? Still in pain ? /slap myself.. .Time to wake up n move on !! Life still go on..





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