This angel has
fallen,
Does that make you happy?
My heart is broken,
How do you live knowing?
It’s your fault,
You stole my breath,
You stole my life
You stole my reason to be alive.
You go on, think
nothing of it,
I will again get my wings and fly above it.
You will answer for this day,
The day you took, this Angel’s wings away.
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