Of Angels Not Fallen
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Angels fallen Shattered, broken slivers of a soul, Etched into a paper with ink so bold. Where with tears ink does bleed? With every memory planted sorrows seed. A lasting memory of hearts broken bead. Where this world has forsaken the good honest deed. Here in this place whereupon hatred, they do feed. Squelching upon innocent flesh, with lustful greed. Where be honest noble knight, Riding upon valiant steed? Eyes aching for that sight. Wouldn't that be a thing to see? Save this world from the hand it's been dealt Take us from humanities hell. Show us that angels have not fallen.