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The Fallen
Why is it you're crawlin
dragging yourself forward
toward the cold and uncaring
hearts of those who only stare
(what went through your mind
as you were fallin, as you fell
and your once whole body was shattered)
Where did your wings go
those bleeding stumps look so sad
Oh beautiful one, full of grace
who did your perfection, make mad?
(oh tell me what do you do
your halo has fallen, and
the pieces have scattered)
Knowing the perfection of complete absolution
how does it feel
to be down on your knees now,
begging mercy of those
who only coldly stare.
(don't cry now,
those tears attract them like blood
they'll circle and scavenge
when you are finally too weak to care)
Where is your divinity
as you drag yourself further still.
Those legs are so broken,
as your tears trace tracks of perfection
across your once beautiful face.
(can you see why they hate you
even broken as you are,
you still make them seem as children
but playtime has long since been over
and all they have left
is something for which you could never care)
Your voice rings out
just as clear as the chiming of crystal.
Your beauty only serves to illuminate
how far these forsaken children
have fallen.
(why reach your unconditional love out,
everything to them, has a price
you offer it with one hand,
never even realizing)
They just think you'll snatch it back
when they have decided to hope once more,
with the other and leave them
worse off than before.
(you being of supreme knowledge
can't you see it yet,
these lost and lonely children
have been devoid of good for so long
the feeling of love, they forget)
We're broken and battered
with time you will heal,
our wounds have festered for too long,
and our souls no longer seem real.
(take your benediction
and just leave us be,
your brilliance is painful
for those of us, the light
can no longer see)
