The Beauty of a Fallen Angel

The fallen angel which Has Fallen grace into a new world of tragedy..

Her hair Black as the stormy night

Her eyes blue as the ocean's water

Her skin pale as the winter snow

The tears she sheds..full of sorrow and wonder

The wings Dark as the a ebony sky as they spread wide for a journey

into flight..



As the ebony sky, spread wide for a journey into flight** CORRECTION ERROR

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