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(21 bodily) ✦ IT/THEY✦ - FALLEN ANGEL

[gulistan-blog]

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[shadow-verses]

How can I purge away all the sin that has plagued this vessel? I cleanse and cleanse and cleanse and yet my hands are still stained with blood. Will I ever regain the purity I once had? Will anyone accept me as I am now?

[shadow-verses]

There is something about being in the sun and smelling the grass. Something about feeling the wind brush past me that reminds me of what I used to have. A forest to watch over, animals and creatures of all kind to look after. Sure, the forest may have been punishment, but how lovely a punishment it was.

[shadow-verses]

It isn’t all bad. The view of the clouds from down here is sometimes mesmerizing. The sound of rushing waters calms me to my core. The sight of the sun, the rain, a combination of the two. I would have never experienced any of it if not for my Falling. Maybe that was the point.

[shadow-verses]

Where do I go to release the anger if not this flesh cage I’m trapped in?

[shadow-verses]

[shadow-verses]

What am I to do with all the time I have in this vessel? How am I to regain my wings if all I do is fall victim to the ache? Is this punishment? For some crime I cannot remember? Why have my Gods forsaken me? What have I done to deserve such a life? My own mind holds a noose around my neck, but did my Gods put it there? Does he watch? Does he watch? Does he laugh? Am I entertainment to him?

[fangthroat]

who would want prayers and devotion from a fallen angel? i clasp my cold hands together and the words spill from my lips- ancient words and hymns i remember from before the dark. can my siblings, brothers, and sisters still hear them up in heaven? does it do any good? what i would give to feel the warm sunlight once more. sometimes i still dream of it on my skin. what God would take pity on a broken creature such as this- take an offering from one angel without much to give. but oh God do i have this love with no where to go. i'd give you everything i have left

is it pitiful to cling to the last of my divinity; this ebbing light at the center of my chest?

[sloppjockey]

flaydem. oil painting from 2017