Literature
The Fallen
You shone like a shadow,
blending into the night like a ghost.
Feeding off our emotions, feeling hollow,
you were the parasite, we were the host.
You targeted and somehow drew me in,
with your sad eyes and crooked smile.
Speaking of a fire choking you from within,
you are the angel thrown into exile.
With broken feathers and tattered wings,
you reminisce of a time you've forsaken.
And during the loneliest nights I can hear you sing,
of the day where all you loved was taken.
Those sorrowful notes would carry and reach my ears,
and I'd ache from the pain you felt.
Your misery was more than I could bear to hear,
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