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The Angels in the Heavens,

mostly look the same.

Gold shimmering wings,

halo worn with pride,

and a white robe,

with golden tassels,

caste past their feet.

They all sing their melodies,

by the golden gates of Heaven,

for all to hear below.

Some of us here on earth,

are fallen Angels.

Sent back down to earth,

to watch you,

guide you,

and keep you safe.

Yet disguised like a normal person.

No halo,

or wings.

And no white robe,

with golden tassels,

caste past their feet.

But they all walk with pride,

knowing they are doing a godly duty.

And that is a fallen Angel.



~*~ Jill ~*~