I thought I had met an angel
for I had fallen far enough
but you couldn't help me with my broken wings
And you left me to wander in the dark
I would've met an angel
had you helped me
though my broken wings
cannot be fixed
It seems I met a demon
for you lie there and laugh
though I have fallen
I shall not be tempted
Through the tears, I see a way
Despite my broken wings, I shall follow
I shall find serenity
in this hell
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