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#sundayrepost (Edited the original version) Delicious Fire burning through my soul, as my white wings are ripped from my back.
Fallen Angel It’s like watching that very moment an Angel loses her precious wings.
Roaming the earth Like misguided ghosts Looking for a home From host to host Shattered hearts Yet strong black wings Melancholy songs...
In the deep dark woods. Hidden behind layers. And layers. Of mossy pillars. Stands a fallen angel. Her wings chipped. Her halo rusted. Her eyes blank. Empty. No emotions. She stays there.
He hissed alongside the best of them Malignant to the bone But behind that rib cage strangely lacking Lies a heart, not yet stone Tortured souls, hung up, It isn't like he cares He simply strides...
He was beautiful. The beaten kind. Lucifer, a fallen star. With scraped up knees and broken wings. The one with a pretty face. But sad eyes. Disenchanted, a sin. With scraped up knees and broken...
Red feathered wings spread out in an arc as I tumble and fall in the endless dark, Through clouds and heavenly crowds of white angels standing proud, Where I had dared to speak among the scared - To...
They strung me high up in the sky. Depressing, for I never could fly. If I cut my cords to try and learn. I'll fall to ground, to crash and burn. Ever since the fateful day.
Heaven hears me no more, Thrown down for my sin. Abandoned in the darkness, My light has grown dim. Tricked by the deceiver, Promised eternal power.
-sorry it's so short and late!- My eyes slowly opened revealing a bright light that I guessed was the sun. I pulled myself up from a strange floor.
Jagged lightning rips the heavens open in a searing flash of crackling energy. Wind screams and tears around the menacing rocky mountains. Swollen purple clouds cast the world into chaotic blackness.
Devil on my shoulder But I'm an angel watching you My wings are black But my feelings are blue My mission is to protect But I can't get close to you You hold out your hand But I can't touch you I...
I don't know how long I could take it, it was unknown pain for anyone. At the moment I was getting whipped while pulling a cart full of dead body's. It felt like years, decades, a lifetime.
It was ten years since I had been banished from Heaven, Lucifer had treated me kindly, he was happy that Angels were becoming more like him.
~Prologue~ It was never going to be an ordinary day.
Is this what it takes. Fighting to keep eyes open, body shakes. Tip of my tongue bleeding a spreading ache. Trying to make what it takes. Failing mistake after mistake.
I used to be an angel. Not one bad thought, kind and pure. I treated people well, guided them. I used to help, be useful. Now I've fallen, turned to darkness and I'm trapped.
I watched as a man fell from the midnight sky. I ran from the house, through the fields to the guy. Bruised and unconscious he laid on the floor. Checking his heart beat, but doing nothing more.
Hey guys, Enjoy. There is a bit more drama in this chapter Chapter 5: Lucas Like father like son I started to cry. Tears fell from my face and onto my white shirt. I knew I couldn’t do this.
Hey guys, This is chapter one of the sequel to dreaming angels. It's called and angel in hell. I hope you enjoy it, comment on what you think.
My love is on the broken wings of a fallen angel. Her tears dropping on the soft ground as flowers blossom beside her though not to cheer her up, but to take joy in her misery.
Morning Star, Son of Dawn, so high in the sky. So close to the top, but never close enough.
She twists and turns upon a stage, Her eyes don't see, she makes no sound. The wings of pure white sprout from her back, She never shows a sign of rage.
I was once his pride and his joy, Until boredom brought forth a new toy. Resentment, bitterness and malice grew, No longer part of his angelic crew. I forced him to choose between me and man.