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FallenFallenFallen by ronaldknoxtodie
Your beautiful face is distorted by grief and rage as you lift your sword. I know what will happen, but I cannot make myself look away from you. Golden curls stick on your sweaty forehead. You are the winner, but you do not look happy. Then your sword hits me.
I cannot scream, but I feel that I´m falling. My wings have no strength anymore, tearing apart from my body, feathers and blood everywhere. One last time, I look back to catch a glimpse of my beloved angel. But you are already gone. My lips form a single word.
I love you, Michael.
Why do you think I took the greatest betrayal to me?
Just for you.
And now you´re pushing me away from you, away from God, out of heaven and straight to hell.
Am I not the noblest and most beautiful of all of God´s angels, the Light-bearer, the Morning Star? Now I´m falling into darkness and all light is gone. I´m an angel in a devil-disguise, looking for revenge.
Do you not see how I´m suffe