Torn and lost
I walked among the graves of them all
Fallen, long-gone
Angels, chased out from the home
They adored
More then life
They loved Heaven high
More then dying
They long for last hour lying
Still, cold beneath
Frozen deep blue sea
Cold hands unveiled my eyes
Of angles fallen for years
Bound for their verses without fear
All the dreamers of the deepest beliefs
Buried alive, torn but never dead
They called praying for mercy
Hanged for the words unsaid
They are but souls neverdying memory
I pray for them, my fallen angels
All the years
Children of light never withered
Oh, innocence pure, but angels fallen
Poets of century
Lost for the destiny
Deep oceans, eternity
They walk but through memory
Never dying melody
Linlin's Poetry 