fallen angel

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your silhouette gliding through the mist of darkness

portraying a knight in shining armour

I had hope you'd save me from the disasters in my head

save me from a world where I am no longer wanted

to be my saving grace

in the end I was always wrong

my sick fantasies got the best of deluding me

you were what was sent from the high above

to humble me down to dust

how far I have fallen was up to you to conclude

leave me in the dust where my ashes may wither away into nothing

once as I always was

a fallen angel

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this is my fav poem :)

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