• no one wants a fallen angel
    no one dreams of crying stars
    everything is oh so perfect
    except i'm not in your arms
    you didn't want this fallen angel
    this shredded wings broken thing
    you threw me to hell and back
    you left me to die
    poor thing poor thing
    i lay on the floor
    rotted rusting
    wings forever burnt and bleeding
    when all i wanted was a kiss
    a touch a smile my name
    but it was too much