Fallen

A poem I made up while listening to the only one by evanescence.
They all come crashing down
Like fallen angels
Crashing and bleeding through the maw of hell
The valley of screams, despair
Home of the flames that never demise, for they will burn for the eternity
Heaven shunned out the fallen
Humiliated, they crash down into the valley of screams
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Published: 2/2/2011
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