Begging For a Second Chance

Fall from Heaven's arms, land on her "half-sister". Look through the garden's eyes. Still, I miss her. Let me crawl with nature or fly with the stars. Landing on the "half-sister" won't take me very far. Treat me not with shame, cuddle with me, my pride, because dignity will take you far, but wrong can't easily calm the tide. I beg with honesty forbidden from her land of peace, for she call me, not again. Not even prayers she answer at the very least. Kill not, my hope. Kill not, my freedom, but don't treat me wrong, like Adam and Eve have done. Take me with you, for i fly with broken wings. Grant me my soul, with the words that sing.