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Eyes dark, clouded by pain,
Feather's torn in the rain,
Calling out to the sky in vain,
Eye's dark, clouded by pain.
Blood drips from your broken bones,
Thunder swallows your aching groans,
Lost forgotten, helpless, alone,
Blood drips from your broken bones.
Every time your lose your wings,
And can't hear your partners sing,
I'll catch before you hit the ground,
My fallen angel, Heaven's disowned,
I'll love even when you're down,
Every time you lose your wings.
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