love sick br lonely angel br hated and brused by the one br the one person br she thought should love her. br br the bruses come br when their love fades br and the words are not enough br and it seems to be the only way. br br this angels wings br are worn and torn br no more can she fly in the sky br by all the dirt and grime br that comes with being down on earth. br br now this angel br is stuck in this place br her dark hair covers br her bruses and her bueaty. br br my angel br hates me.