The angel called to his spirit,
tugging and pulling for his heart.
It asked a miracle off the cupid,
wishing for the beginning of a new start.
As her tears splashed at his feet,
he refused to accept;
claiming a mistake he would repeat.
He left her standing—broken and wet.
And the angel called to his spirit,
asking him not to part.
But his venom shooed away the cupid;
Thus hitting the angel point dot on the dart.
As he left her—
alone and lost.
Her world seemed to shatter.
She was left forever a fallen angel—
A fallen angel of no cost.
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Fallen Angel
PoetryPoem collection on angels. These angels are not the fragment of imagination. Here, fallen angels refer to those who loved but faced denial, cared but faced indifference, supported but faced ridicule.
