She can feel her wings that ripped off her back,
The screaming of echos all she can hear,
Nobody lesson to her screams,
All she did was love a demon,
Day by day she does not sing ,
night by night she does not shine ,
She wonders what happened to the demon she loved,
If he was in pain just like her.

He does not hear he voice through the night
He cant see her shinnig light
His skin was torch with burning fire
He screamed
He cried
He wished
He see her one last time.

D.A
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