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In the Dust

When you stand before an Angel with her broke wings,
your heart will skip a beat. You will feel a roar stuck in your throat.
Tears will roll down your eyes, and it will be hard to breathe.
Such a beautiful thing just broken will break your heart.
In the dust of the unjust,
you will walk ashamed to have witnessed such majestic creature broken,
and unaided.
Questions many questions will form in your head.
Unanswered, they will go.
For it is foolish for a mortal to think of such broken beauty.
In the darkness filled with tears, you will shake and sob.
Feel for her and pray for her so she can fly once again.
And Soar to the skies above.