Within his hands the wings of an angel are grasped,
torn and frayed by the winds of time.
Tears of a God fall unto his lap,
as he carries the bodies of the fallen.
He stands tall against the fates.
His head raised in high hope.
The words of a fallen angel,
echoing in his heart.
A dream of wings,
drives him onward.
Their journey halts only at the end of time,
when the Fallen Angel regains her wings.
And the scattered memory of innocence,
is returned to its rightful place
And he shall smile,
even when the intimacy of a faraway past,
is left to wither away in the dust.
For his journey will end, along with his life,
and he will die,
knowing an angel's smile.
For he is a creation not ment to be.
But someday perhaps,
even if it's for a moment,
he'll be reborn once more.
Amongst the Angel's tears.
Kioku no yume chiyoyorozuyo
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