Death of an Angel

Death of an angel
So beautiful to me
Shattered pieces fall to earth
Time can never heal

The story is over now
All points have been made
But when you hold out your hand
I don't see a thing

You can reach for the stars
But take what you get here

Was last December and all was milky white
Came December again and all is black

With hands to our mouths
We need food to live
But it's poison's nature to kill
If we choose to swallow

You can reach for the stars
But take what you get here

So far

So deep

So deep it burns

I burn

Until I cry

I cry

I die

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