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Sunday, November 28, 2004
my fallen angel
to my fallen angel that graces the top of this page. i present to thee a gift of words. be still, for she stirs from her sleep sunlight filters through dust smothered windows for centuries lost, because she knows... she knows to her, the gates of heaven are forever closed. tears of diamonds fall to the cold stone floor strength and faith falling with them tattered wings folded, she will fly no more liquid violet eyes burn with black hatred she makes an oath, an oath of vengeance. passion rules reason, as hate rules you now i will protect you, my fallen angel the blood on my hands is proof of my vow. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 2:25 am 
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