A secluded place where I found her once again,
Where peace and harmony scattered its scent
The girl with the tears that seem to sparkle,
The girl with a smile so beautiful.
The girl whose splattered blood wasn't enough,
The angel whom I deeply love.
Afar she looked so meek and calm,
So past distant from where I belong.
I wanted to walk closer,
Her aura felt so weak and somber.
Yet, the moment my first step was taken.
A voice whispered to me,
And said something about the mysterious maiden.
"Let the feathers of her tattered wing be embraced,
Let the light reach the innocence of her face,
Let the angel cry with her wing that covers her heart,
Let her weep alone and gently be torn apart."
Why?
I sighed,
As I slowly closed my foolish eyes.
