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Fallen Angel
The first day,
God borrowed a little light from the sun
He promised to return it
But He forgot Himself 'cause it looked too good in your eyes
The second day,
He stole the greatest holiness from all the Saints' spirit
And in the middle of the night,
He tucked it into your soul, so silently that you couldn't hear it
The third day,
It was time for the words to come out of the eternal Abyss
That's why He decided to gather all the divine wisdom
And let you know the secrets of the Skies
The fourth day,
He got a little fire from my candle and lit up your wit
So divine and so bright, that wherever you went
it was enough to light up the whole world
The fifth day,
So proud of who you already were
He cut off the biggest Angel's wings
And with a father's smile on His face
He placed them to your shoulders so you could fly away
The sixth day,
He pulled out a tiny piece of the purity of His soul
And hid it in your immense heart
This way, you had the courage of a god,
But sent you to a mortal world, so that would keep you humble
The seventh day,
You could already see things that mortals couldn't think of
They burnt your wings and tore your heart
You were a Fallen Angel, but instead of Hell,
you fell onto the Earth
Copyright ©
Irina Davies
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