angelic insomnia: fallen angel
Fallen Angel
Mist floats,
Out of the valley.
Dragons breath.
Wings appear,
Through the clouds.
Angels wings,
A mystical figure.
Tears flow down her face.
She walks towards the edge,
Leaps off the cliff,
Falls.
Caught only by the clouds.
A solitary feather floats softly,
To the ground.
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Copyright Rebecca Page 1998.
