When I first met her br She was looking for a poem br Little did I know that in darkness br She could be my light br br Quick with a comeback br But as I stared into her lines br I could see the pain she felt br I could see past the lies br I could see the true pain behind the Ink br br So full of anger, so much hurt br But that anger wasn't meant for me br The second I saw her poems br I connected with her br br Every time I read about something bad br I felt the need to frown br But even though I can't see her br Behind her keyboard br I know she's just an angel in disguisebr br Rivers O'Donahuebr br