As she holds her love close
the emptiness continues to fill
dread turning into depression
consume by the quiet rage of darkness
'in his eyes she noticed the change
a part of her died
struggling to recapture the old times
fate slips her by
plunging her only into the madness
given by the hollow suppression
the question now is
how much will she give
till there nothing left
he only blames her
blinding herself to such lies
tears plaster her eye's
on the verge of a shatter fall
the angel cries
yet this world moves on
leaving her in the dust
of a great despair
The Fallen Angel
to a mortal lies.....
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