Fallen Angel

Too many Worlds collide when
(street echoes)
Too many dancers appear
yet she moves fair to show
Shes just a fallen Angel
with a certain spark
Too many people have
tried to change her
Shes not a Saint Joan
they have failed
Shes tries to keep the moment flowing
for the man who would be King
She likes to go too far
Don't blame her for turning out the night
The wound is for real
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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