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Fallen

Falling from the heavens,
Wings black as night,
The angel knows that she will never see the light,

Landing on the Earth,
Her torment and pain,
Hurting her on the outside, as well as in,
Laying out on the grass,
She cries,
All the sorrow going to her eyes,

She begins to stand,
And wanders slowly,
Looking for somewhere to call home,
But she is just left to roam,

She can never be pure,
Or be as good as the rest,
She gives up trying to do her best,

Failing to be there for what she cares about,
She thinks that no one will ever look at her,
Even when one looks at her,
They see her black wings,
And are ashamed by her,
Then walk away,

A great pain,
Is what she thinks of herself,
A worthless soul not worth living,

She searches forever,
Trying to find what she desires,
But it will never appear,
The angel is left to wander forever,
Through the dark world,
As a lonely soul.