Broken wings sing to me,
As I fall into the unchanging sky,
Stars are surrounding me but I see no light,
These walls are caving into me,
And I can't seem to find my way out of this maze,
This maze of fallen angels,
Now I see that I am one of them,
I am one of them falling into the night,
The night that has nothing to offer me.
Succumbed to darkness,
I love this feeling.
Let it consume who I am.
Welcome to the garden of fallen angels.
2007-08-02
16:01:53
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nocries121
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The title should be "the garden of fallen angels" sorry bout that.
2007-08-02
16:11:32 ·
update #1