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They think I’m an angel

And they’re right, I guess

A fallen being of light

Now just a shadow of former glory

I gave my immortality

To the mortal I loved

And she threw it away

Without second thought

I can no longer fly

I try to repair these torn off wings

With the broken pieces of wedding rings

As the air around me turns to ash

Ashes to ashes and from ash to dust

Is this what mortality is like?

Is this the ravages of time on me?

But with my death, I find life

With my mortality, I enter the immortal

For Death, is only the beginning.