Petals that fall
Like black, bitter tears
Withered by the world,
And this moonless lonely night
From the garden of paradise
That was lost long ago
With a fall from the heavens
Down to this empty place.

Fallen from power,
Abandoned by grace
Destined to wander,
To search evermore.
No matter how we try to rise,
We're not angels anymore.
 
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