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Wednesday, July 4, 2007


How an Angel Falls.
Pain, immense pain. Such an odd feeling, before all she had know was happiness; forgivness. But now here she was. Wings broken and stained red, crystal tears running down cold cheeks only to splatter against cold stone.

Pale violet eyes looked upon twinkling silver stars dotting the black blanket of sky. Wishing for home.

Life faded, her will died. Her once smiling lips gapped open in a shudder of breathe, then nothing.

An empty shell in a puddle of blackened red.

This is how an angel falls.



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