Fallen

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The angel cried out
For He who cannot hear
Their heart ached so
Like a blow to the snoot.
Others laughed at them
Noting his agony and love
Begging for mercy
For He who cannot see.
They cried for months
Trying to find Him
And be bathed in the sun
Longing the days they saw
Glory and mercy.
But He did not hear them
Cry out for forgiveness
Hastily they quit
Promising nothing but pain
To all His sinful creations.

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