have you ever wondered about the creatures that live above us with cherry lips and wings as soft as the clouds in heaven the ones made to serve God and only God
have you ever wondered what happened to the ones sent to earth?
not the ones who have fallen deep under to the depths of hell and perhaps even farther rather, the ones who have watched us for centuries wondering what it was like to have the ability to love one other than the Almighty i'd like to think angels reach a point where they are allowed the freedom of choice to continue serving God or to fall into the earth
and the angels who decided they would rather be with us would they live like us cry like us love like us?
do you think that they, too experience the terrible feeling of heartbreak as if a piece of paper being ripped to shreds like their wings being torn apart like their newly found heart being burned to ashes
wouldn't they regret it leaving the hands of the Almighty only to learn the disappointing reality of us humansΒ Β
do you think angels can die
you had cherry lips pale skin and a back that felt like it was made for wings
you were an angel and oh, did i love you as you did, me
until one day perhaps the devil whispered to me and i realised i loved you no longer
do you think angels can die
for the look in your eyes was like the beginning of the end like the chaos we imagine in hell and your lips, they opened and did not make a sound like you gave up your voice when you'd forsaken heaven for me
and your heart, i could almost swear i heard it
do you think angels can die of heartbreak do you think angels can die
do you think angels can
i think you might've been an angel and i killed you