She came through the haze with the wind on her side she sang of replacement and worlds that will collide She came through the chaos it was more than I could bear she floated through the void and the gold was in her hair I fell into water the blackness around me her light was above but the world tried to drown me I fell in her garden the flowers surround I wait for her pressence I wait for her sound She comes through the mist she tells me it's alright She comes from the blackness She tells me she's won the fight
Reason for writing:
I was thinking about angels, and whether they exist or not...and what they would look like
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