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Her eyes fall upon a vision of heaven as she enters the room, walking a waltz
The empty shell calls out to him, breaking the trance of this angelic creature
Looking up, his attention focuses on the small trio from the hell on earth mankind has created
The empty shell inquires a name
A name? What is a name? How could such a being be labeled under a name?
He whispers but a syllable
and in that one syllable, the damned heard a chorus of angels calling to her
The damned is frozen, under his gaze, her breath caught in her throat
Just from a mere stare, does he know? 
Does he know the power he has over the damned?
The ability to freeze one in time and space, stop atoms, and take the soul of the damned, but revive them as well?
Their eyes connect once more, one last time.
In that one connection she can see what this being hides from the rest of the world
The hurt, the pain, the imperfection
Her heart melts, as his lips curve up into a friendly smile, perfection in it's utmost form
One of the most beautiful smiles she has ever been graced to see
Like there was an art behind smiling so beautifully
 But fate is cruel and unkind, within the few moments of happiness, the exchange of names
The empty shell swallows the damned whole, dragging her along, and away
One last glimpse of a flawless face
One last time to feel alive
She searched again after that, waiting at places, hoping to see even the slightest glimpse. 
Her angel who was not an angel was no more, there was no more light in her world
If even for a moment
Nothing can soar forever
Everything has to crash
She didn't just crash, she collapsed, she was destroyed
She died
She fell so hard the pieces would never fit together again
She still searched, days, weeks 
She found him eventually, her angel
His wings were ripped, broken and torn
Instead of soaring like he had, he crashed straight to hell
All she has is memories, the only thing to look back on, look forward to
She knew that it was too good to be true
Damned souls do not belong with angels who are not angels
Hell is a lonely place
Here on the earth I still walk alone just as lonely as ever
And now I know
I was never meant to be loved by someone as beautiful as you
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