Your heart will break when you fall to Earth.
Humans will try to mend it,
Their touch will hurt.
Beautiful angel, do not stray to the edge of Heaven.
Do not prepare your sun-white wings to fly,
You will be disappointed by what you find.
Human hands will try to hold you,
They will stain you instead.
Am I different? no
Beautiful angel,
Do not leave Heaven's arms.
A human kiss
Is not a warm one.
Jan 3
Jan 3, 2026 at 2:28 PM UTC
Your heart will break when you fall to Earth.
Humans will try to mend it,
Their touch will hurt.
Beautiful angel, do not stray to the edge of Heaven.
Do not prepare your sun-white wings to fly,
You will be disappointed by what you find.
Human hands will try to hold you,
They will stain you instead.
Am I different? no
Beautiful angel,
Do not leave Heaven's arms.
A human kiss
Is not a warm one.
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