I love you more than you know,
The one ripped from the sky,
Torn from her clouds to the world below,
I miss you soooo much, please return to me.
I can help you, mend the feathers that burnt from your wings. You've been a fallen angel, ripped from the sky. Leave me now and I die.
The cold winds brush up against me. My hair blows in the breeze. I want to put it in a ponytail, but I leave it where it is. Only a devil should feel discomfort. You and your demons, heh, you have no idea. You might be destruction, but I am the darkness. You'e been lying there, waiting for me to come get you.
I hope you're still alive. She wrestles in