time turns and she watches with weary eyes
painfully she observes the life written in scars and blood
its a life like none other, all alone and afraid
put her ear to the conch
and hear the ocean far away
she glanced into the mirror, far across the hall
it appears her halo's dull and her tears came down in streams
and so this life not quite forgotten
but standing on the brink
will fade and last in the memory of the mirror
and the conch
until the end of time
when feather by feather the angels fall from the sky
and line by line the scars fade away
the mirror holds her face just in vision
and the conch holds the beating of her heart in its waves
and forever and for always it will stay just that way
 
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