You see the tears
On my face
An angel
Fallen from grace
Never wanted
To say goodbye
With broken wings
I cannot fly
Has this become
My destiny
Trapped on earth
What's left of me
My wings are charred
Once white as snow
I dream of the hights
I used to know
You fell in love
Touched my soul
Can you heal
My wings of coal
I've fallen
Can't you tell
I've fallen
Fallen, now in hell.

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all text Copyright Cary Preston Richards, 1999