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He had a gift,

He could see into the spirit world,

Could see angels in the divine unfurled

And he used this to do the worse thing a man can do,

Made an angel fall then choose,

Between the world’s, 

The realms in which to live,

Then when she chose to shed her wings,

He then desired other things,

But not her no longer in any way.

He was always searching for different things,

Like how to get angels to shed their wings

And live a mortal life on earth,

Suffering real pain and hurt.

Her folly though was her greatest shame,

The source of her inner most pain,

Knowing she will never feel love again

And grow her wings and fly from the stain,

Of her life now

As a fallen angel,

Who fell from divine realms,

For a human soul

And who betrayed her brutally

And then left her cold,

Would now live out her remaining days on this earth.