The angel opens her eyes to see a world worthy of despise she takes a deep breath we're all equal to death "when did this happen?" she thinks she cries softly as her heart sinks her eyes close and open again one last teardrop reaches for her chin in a deepening effort she looks closer searching for one good sight to touch her something so she can say it's worth it to make her feel better, if just a little bit she sees a dimly lit park at sunset on a bench, two people just met talking of this chance encounter then of him and again of her its midnight now, and all is well the angel's found her innocence in this world of hell the future was promising for the two that night content, the angel takes flight convinced there is yet some goodness the two embrace and share a kiss.