GALLANT DOWNFALL
He’s in love with a heartless angel:
Cold, unkind, and emotionally blind,
Devoid of feelings of any kind.
There was a time she was filled with joy,
Her heart echoing love’s rhapsody for a boy;
The one that used to make her smile…
Her smile was truly a site to behold,
Crowning horizons a bittersweet gold,
Hand in hand with the benign,
Waltzing to the melody of the divine,
A heavenly harp chime,
Sanctifying the moment in time.
Now ice storms ravage her world.
There is too much chill in the veins,
A solemn champion, he shivers in her pain.
Her wings have mutated black,
He craves to turn back the clock,
To bestow the glow upon her face,
And reignite her long lost grace.
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