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Fallen Angles

White wings

A soft heartbeat

The demons all speak

What shall I keep

So far from home

With my back against the wall

The Gentle breeze

The sound of a Brutal beginning

To live one day

And to pass another

The sweet melody

Shall cry in harmony

As they slay

And take your breath away

From your heavenly place

The sound of a drum

What will I become?

The voices all say

To just run

And to keep me sane

Is for the saint

To fall once again

And to speak

But not see

That all my misery

Is just a chest piece

For me to go and speak

Shall make another crack in my heart

So please for me and to all the Fallen angels before me

Speak and be free

From the demons that have come to haunt me

For I have become another fallen Heartbeat....

The End

-Reishua Vargas

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