Her wings no longer held her

Charred, in the blackest night

And still a smile across her lips

As her sword reflects the light

A gargoyle sits beside her

He watches and he waits

Frozen in a mass of stone

His disobedient fate

Behind her, the sky darkens

As the clouds begin their lament

Grounded on Earth, for evermore

She was never Heaven sent

 

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