The Fallen Angel
her eyes show you pain
and her beauty makes u want to comfort it
her lonlyness
makes u want to love her
her tears, make the angels burn
and her skin in my hand, ment nothing
my heart offered to her brought only sorrow
but yet this angel still draws me in
and to stop loving this magnificent creation is a sin
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