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Fall straight from the sky

with such a graceful ease

I almost would deny

If it hadn't been me

she fell like a rock

yet landed like water

I felt my heart drop

She was from The FATHER

He sent her to me

From his simplest of grace

I couldn't believe

It hit like a mace

An Angel

covered in feathers

While I from Hell

finally put together

Her wings had last all touch

The feathers lay in a pile

For this was way to much

Haven't seen beauty in a while

silence fell and time had froze

we sat staring eye to eye

It sent me into a sorta doze

I awoke in my appartment; number five

was it a dream

or just fantasy

what could it mean

now just left as a memory

I see her there

her hypnotic face

I can only sit and stare

at her naked wings grace