I came to this world an angel
with golden hair and crystal eyes
smiles and joy springing from me
and swirling around my being
years flew by and I began to grow
to fill with feelings and emotions
different are they from my beginning
my heart beats a pattern not to be remembered
now my soul is corrupted
my hair no longer glows
my eyes have turned icy and dull
my wings have dissipated and now I’m fallen
colors fall from me
drowned with the neutral grays of my heart
standing in the rain with a smirk on my face
I no longer whisper my feelings to other humans
I am alone
I am filled with hatred and sorrow
I have fallen from my heavenly status
but I am proud to be me
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