A Winters Fallen Angel

Her beautiful eyes closed forever The angel sleeps no harm to weather Frozen in time under glass Her cold tears trapped in the past The demon that brought her guards the door Of the angels keep in the streets of the poor Her blonde hair and wings are raised and flared The expression on her face is calm not scared The demon murderd her quick and painless In his depression mad and aimless She would have remained alive All she had to say was hi He adored here every movement She ignored and made her judgement He tried to speak and joke around She rolled her eyes and shut him down He grew angry and mad one night He froze her body in a block of ice