Fallen

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I fell. Fell hard.

So hard I shattered

Into a million peices.

Like rain, when its soft touch,

                                                    kiss,

lands on the smooth surface of

skin, then cracks into tiny rivulets.

I fell for a voice as deep as

a black hole, uncharted territory.

                                                    Me.

Me. I fell hard, so hard, too hard

For a face so smooth, so soft

Like an angels wings,

wings that seem white and pure

                                                    until I

come to find out that

the wings I fell so hard for

were black; blacker than the deepest

black; blacker than death.

                                                    Die!

Oh, one I fell so hard for!

Join me in eternal slumber.

Because if I am to fall,

You must fall too

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