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You told me that you used to be a king. You showed me your crown but it was only a pile of ashes. You showed me a history book, from an abandoned library, with your story ripped out from the seams. I traced the edges of the pages and felt your past on the end of my fingertips. I know it's been so long but the thought still brings you to your knees. You said you had to watch the sky fall for hours and hours and hours that evening. You were so close to the stars, and you told me how you used to talk to them during the night. You used to live with them, you told me. Everyone thought you were crazy but I could see in your eyes, they were family. But you witnessed their deaths. Wings couldn't help you gravity has betrayed you. It's time to stop holding your breath and just let it fall out. Sweetness sings a lullaby you forbid to listen to. You believe that nothing will ever be as sweet as your past. No love can replace, for you lost all your brothers and sisters that night so you have nothing to lose. No secrets, no family just you.
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Aug 11, 2013
Aug 11, 2013 at 8:41 PM UTC
The Story of A Fallen Angel
You told me that you used to be a king. You showed me your crown but it was only a pile of ashes. You showed me a history book, from an abandoned library, with your story ripped out from the seams. I traced the edges of the pages and felt your past on the end of my fingertips. I know it's been so long but the thought still brings you to your knees. You said you had to watch the sky fall for hours and hours and hours that evening. You were so close to the stars, and you told me how you used to talk to them during the night. You used to live with them, you told me. Everyone thought you were crazy but I could see in your eyes, they were family. But you witnessed their deaths. Wings couldn't help you gravity has betrayed you. It's time to stop holding your breath and just let it fall out. Sweetness sings a lullaby you forbid to listen to. You believe that nothing will ever be as sweet as your past. No love can replace, for you lost all your brothers and sisters that night so you have nothing to lose. No secrets, no family just you.
Supernatural Castiel
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morganmercury
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morganmercury
24/F/American
Aug 11, 2013
Aug 11, 2013 at 8:41 PM UTC
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