Treasure Island

Hana Blackflower

(July 7,1993 / Alcester)

Story Of A Fallen Angel


I saw her drop, her wings spread wide
Her eyes bright gold, and terrified
She covered up her face and cried
The angel falling from the skies...
I ran my best, I tried and tried
to reach the spot where she'd collide
with earth and stone, wind, sea and tide
The angel falling from the skies...
But suddenly, the angel sighed
her face grew stony, petrified
And then I realized she'd died
The angel who fell from the skies...

Submitted: Thursday, April 10, 2008
Edited: Thursday, April 10, 2008

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  • Sally Sh. (4/10/2008 8:45:00 PM)

    awesome piece... great metaphor.. heaven's rebel a fallen angel wow! ! (Report) Reply

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