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Ballad

Ballad of Fallen Angels…

Did you ever wake up and thought “Why am I still living?”

I do.

Can you hear them singing and screaming? Those Fallen Angels… Singing cause they love their live so much, screaming cause they feel the always existing pain of their broken wings…

Needing that pain to know they are still living…

Who has the right to live? To die? Humans are complicated creatures… We are living for the future. We can control everything except death…

Death… Tears upon the face or not… You will die… with me…

We know we will die, why are those words still existing? The words we couldn’t say I love you…three simple words, but so difficult to say…

The words we say but don’t mean I hate you…also three simple words, but so powerful and destroying…

Words which are ripping your soul and your heart and words which bring you in Eden…

May it be…a star…who gives you the light you need…so when the darkness comes your heart will be true….

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