I am
A fallen angel,
Who is destined to fly
Broken and Crazy...
But I'm too strong to cry...
That is what I am
I have one wing.
The only way I can fly,
Is if I hold onto you.
But holding on 
Isn't always a good thing.
It can make one go crazy,
And make another feel too close.
I'll stay behind, 
And watch you.
Go ahead, 
I won't mind.
After all,
A fallen angel
Doesn't belong in the heavens,
As you do.
I am, a fallen soul.
																
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Fire and Darkness go hand in hand...The fire may seem friendly, luring you into its warm light until you venture close and its fingers grow wicked, dragging you into a hot oblivion, where the darkness is even worse than it was before.