An angel, commended, befriended, so splended.
The conflict had happened so fast, aghast!
The Angel was so perfect, a fur-pit, A MISFIT!?
His Mother had banished him to the depths below, where an old-time fellow didn't give him a chance to say "Hello!"
The Father that too was filled with hate, made it that his fate is to stay a "Miscreate."
Banished, and neither accepted from heaven and hell, a scar was left of purple and black
making him quite "a hard one to crack" As both parents thought it through and through, they'd come to a conclusion there was only one thing left to do.
They decided to break even and leave him on earth, a place of gaming, warmth, love and comfort. :3 <3
"...earth, a place for gaming..."
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Where fallen angels abound among salvation bound and every permutation fluctuating between. Good ideation. Thought provoking. Thank you for this writing.
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~Allets~
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best write on the site... Yep
best write on the site... Yep im bias because of this but it's truely amazing.
Life is one hard thing to get...
<3
Aww lova ya sweetie <3