| :Fallen Angel: |
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| Amidst the blanketing-snowy clouds of the heaven, floats the princess of the sky, she was an example of purity and innocence to all. With silk golden hair, sapphire eyes, and a voice that calms the storms, she was the epitome of fellow angels. She was cooling tempered, never angry and always pleasant. Her presence along illuminated a room. It brought a consciousness of safety to all who were there. With a title so majestic, she carried it well. Through few knew or saw the darkness that lurked inside this angel, she knew well how to hide what was inside. As time goes by, her control slips away Amusing games of mishief she likes to play For there is an evil lurking in her It's a shame her beauty can't bare the anger Everyday she has been going through strife She prays so that she wont give up her life Time goes on as she's getting braver It's a shame her beauty can't bare the anger She starts going through emotional distress Her personality seems like one to possess Her attitude is becoming stranger Its a shame her beauty can't bare the anger Her presnece is making the atmosphere bitter It's a shame her beauty can't bare the anger What creature is she becoming into? The feather on her wings are welting Aloft, mourning, waiting for her rescue The golden halo starts melting Her comforting singing turns to belting She starts falling, falling down to the ground The smooth skin on her starts pelting When she's woken she finds herself earthbound Her beavenly home is nowhere to be found Having nothing better to do than causing mischief Shme shifing from an angel to hellhound Still being nothing more than hells sup chief It is now obvious that she is the fallen angel No more can she shape shift to a hellhound Her dislike for her other side was codail For now her trickery has caused her pureness to drown She seeks for aid by a helping hand No one would listen but the angels with crowns Trying to speak up, talking a stand It comes back again with an animals cry Falling again down to an unknown land Closing her eyes as the animals die Wondering if her powers are able In the hanging garden where she will lie As her legend carries on like a fable It is now obvious that she is the fallen angel For her consequences she plummets down to the fiery depths of hell where she will serve her purpose for the rest of eternity. She now plays the parts of characters in people's dreams Where they will be grief-stricken with their anguish for their sins they have committed. Her innocence is no more; her purity is no more, for she is now the fallen angel. |