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Dragonfall, Lucifer Laments

high above the victors sing, I rush to greet the land despite protests from broken wings I curse that sword how could Michael best... me? how could I fall to him when my war was with He? He, Him, His domain was all time and space jealous eyes let serpent tongue twist jealous minds but now we all fall from grace these comrades of mine are no comrades at all mere pawns in my plans now all the pieces fall falling, falling still, down to the mud and clay heaven was once home now, an eternity away soon I shall lay where meek mortals stand the indignity but alas, He has more to His plan His plan is Always, down further I shall go to fire without the light to magma, to brimstone only fools pity my fate, for if only they knew I, the most fallen of angels had worse planned for you
Falling Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann May 27th 2020

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