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fallen angel.
One day a girl fell from the sky.
Her hair was black and so were her wings and dress .
Her skin was pale and beautiful.
She was a fallen angel.
She had scars on her wrists from trying to grab something to stop her from falling.
A storm was tearing everything apart.
A storm that made it imposible to see, to know, to hear, to breathe.
Because you see.
The storm did not
come from above.
It came from the deepest and most vulerable place in her heart.
When she looked up to the sky she felt a sting of betrayal, of unhappiness, and almost hatred.
"They let me fall", she said. " Why didn't they save me?"
She was crying. She didn't understand why they had done this to her.
Why they didn't care about her.
She got to her feet and started walking.
She didn't care
where she ended up.
She just kept staring at the black soil at her feet.
When she looked up ,she saw where her feet had taken her.
To a huge cliff with a deep steep below.
She felt the wind blowing through her hair.
"I wonder if i can fly?" the girl said.
The fallen angel spread her black wings and took One. Step. Forward.
The world went black.
And then she saw a light.
She took a step towards it, and the light was everywhere.
She felt so happy and easy.
She felt her black hair glowing.
Her scars were all gone.
Her dress was shining white.
And so were her wings
One day a girl fell from the sky.
Her hair was black and so were her wings and dress .
Her skin was pale and beautiful.
She was a fallen angel.
She had scars on her wrists from trying to grab something to stop her from falling.
A storm was tearing everything apart.
A storm that made it imposible to see, to know, to hear, to breathe.
Because you see.
The storm did not
come from above.
It came from the deepest and most vulerable place in her heart.
When she looked up to the sky she felt a sting of betrayal, of unhappiness, and almost hatred.
"They let me fall", she said. " Why didn't they save me?"
She was crying. She didn't understand why they had done this to her.
Why they didn't care about her.
She got to her feet and started walking.
She didn't care
where she ended up.
She just kept staring at the black soil at her feet.
When she looked up ,she saw where her feet had taken her.
To a huge cliff with a deep steep below.
She felt the wind blowing through her hair.
"I wonder if i can fly?" the girl said.
The fallen angel spread her black wings and took One. Step. Forward.
The world went black.
And then she saw a light.
She took a step towards it, and the light was everywhere.
She felt so happy and easy.
She felt her black hair glowing.
Her scars were all gone.
Her dress was shining white.
And so were her wings
Her hair was black and so were her wings and dress .
Her skin was pale and beautiful.
She was a fallen angel.
She had scars on her wrists from trying to grab something to stop her from falling.
A storm was tearing everything apart.
A storm that made it imposible to see, to know, to hear, to breathe.
Because you see.
The storm did not
come from above.
It came from the deepest and most vulerable place in her heart.
When she looked up to the sky she felt a sting of betrayal, of unhappiness, and almost hatred.
"They let me fall", she said. " Why didn't they save me?"
She was crying. She didn't understand why they had done this to her.
Why they didn't care about her.
She got to her feet and started walking.
She didn't care
where she ended up.
She just kept staring at the black soil at her feet.
When she looked up ,she saw where her feet had taken her.
To a huge cliff with a deep steep below.
She felt the wind blowing through her hair.
"I wonder if i can fly?" the girl said.
The fallen angel spread her black wings and took One. Step. Forward.
The world went black.
And then she saw a light.
She took a step towards it, and the light was everywhere.
She felt so happy and easy.
She felt her black hair glowing.
Her scars were all gone.
Her dress was shining white.
And so were her wings
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