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When Angels Fell
For those who brazenly speak. 
Ones whom do not know me.
With closed minds eyes they refuse to see.
This searching soul, with heart that bleeds.

Wilted wisps of haunted men,
Forge new dreams from dead land.
Forgetting where humanity has been.
One woven tale, stitched into hearts of men. 

Thus this be our story to tell,
Of when men invited hell.
Like mindless beings, under witch's spell.
This a mindful wary tale,
Of when even angels fell. 

© 2015 Dell Anne Raye 
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