Fallen Angel I

 

She fell from grace, a creature bright,

A fallen angel, lost in flight. Her wings, once pure and white as snow, Now torn and tattered, lay below.

Her eyes, once shining like the stars, Now filled with tears and endless scars. Her heart, once pure and full of love, Now broken, lost in skies above.

She walks alone, in endless night, Her wings now clipped, she lost her light. But still, she rises from the dust, A fallen angel, filled with trust.

For though she's fallen, she still knows That deep inside, her spirit glows. And though her path may be unclear, Her heart remains forever here.