angel of the ashen wings

there is nothing to describe those fallen from grace. though , sometimes it is only from the society's graces that
they have truly fallen. and it is they who decide to bear their black wings with an open heart and a loving soul
beneath their somber exterior. smiles are often hidden in the heart , where they mean the most, choosing only
the wild ones to share their secret stories with , the dreams kept quietly locked within
whispers that emanate from them , their mysteries sounding in the very vibrations
of the night sky around them. the light, behind their eyes brining hope
to those they love, and are loved by , in return.
there is nothing to describe those fallen from grace. though , sometimes it is only from their own
graces that they have fallen.

haru
KephiaS