The Art of a Fallen Angel
To live a life of solitude
Expressed through Art
Is this a sin?
We sin on those who judge
Through thought, meaning, expression
But who are we to blame?
For a candle shines bright alone
But in a crowd it is outshone
And if it dies
The light shines on
Alone it is gone
For it fall alone
But alone it shines on
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