I am unnoticeable
Hardly visible
You can see right through me
I am part of the air
My presence is an absence
Void is my existence.

I don't exist in anyone's mind
I don't have place in anyone's heart
My shadow is so faded
No one sees it, no one minds it
Believe me you won't believe me
Cause you will not see me at all.

The last thing an angel feels is falling.
What about a human?
What could the feeling be like? Fall?
I look around and see so few alive,
the rest fallen into their shadows,
sinking in lies.
Not clipped wings but
the spark of their eyes long gone,
just a hollow look a blackness spreading
into this forsaken world.
The few become even less yet they bright
like a beacon of whatever remains true.
Skies falling, war is crying out.
The few suffer and the fallen hide behind
a pile of lies, just a bunch of excuses.
I awake from my frozen sleep and model through,
this war becomes my muse.
All will burn in light, i am here where are they?

I want to be there...

When the sun would shine
upon the ready sand -
and presents us gold.

When it spears
into the excitable ripples
of the water -
and gives us emeralds.

When it caresses
sun-hungry skins -
and gives them back
their lives.

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