Zrenna

A quick fallen angel for . Done in pencil and added slight PS effects.

She paced down the pathway from dusk ‘til dawn,
Gentle clear rolled by in the sky.
Lilac petals blew into the wind; the sweet scent was passing her by.
In this fairy tale dream which she knew as reality,
She sobbed out a sweet lullaby.
A Sweet lullaby for all those bitter thoughts now that seemed a tad wry.

From dusk ‘til dawn she paced down the pathway,
Covering her cherubic gun shot heart.
She was left until dusk to sob a blue weep, which was melodious, by part.
Which she knew as reality in this fairy tale dream,
This thing in her chest ached while life depart.
Her sweet lullaby, a calling of storms, was that to tear her apart.

Down the pathway she once paced from dusk ‘til dawn,
Her tears just a tame outcry.
She’d take a step further; rewind it all, until then her wings would not fly.
This fairytale dream, in which she once thought of as reality,
The same story that ruined her inpart.
The story that broke her wings, and that had broken her poor artificial heart.

~Angel’s Outcry