I fell from the sky.
I fell from glory.
I got down on my knees and begged for forgiveness,
but yet I had already committed the crime.
It was time to pay for all the bad karma I had created,
but all I wanted to do was hide.
The circle had already turned and now it was my turn to walk in this journey called life.
Sadly I was born too,
with the human curse under my once golden crown,
that now the color comes off in flakes of gold.
Moving ahead I stumble back onto my knees.
God himself was humbling me.
Slowly I rose back up onto my trembling legs
I was meant to finsh this journey of the great fall.
The end will only bring death back into the living.
So here I am walking on feet
when I use to have wings that would catch me when I would fall,
now I tumble down when I miss a beat and I have to use my legs to rise again.
Tis not the end to this story of the greatest fall.
This is only the beginning to what makes us all.
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