Back upon the night.
She looked so very thin.
Her skin so pale, so white.
Her hair was gray
And growing thin.
She was dying,
She couldn't win.
It felt so sad
To see her there.
Where once was laughter,
Her voice was bare.
She once was healthy.
She once was strong.
Now the rest of her life
Is not too long.
She is
My Fallen Angel.
