Where shades whisper

In the quiet where shades whisper,
There drifts an angel with a broken wing. 
A star burns across the night sky,
Scattering ashes across the fields of mourning. 

Her heart, a diamond cracked with grief,
Each teardrop a memory,
Each echo a longing 
For a beast 
Roaming through the endless rain. 

She gathers dreams in trembling hands,
But every shard leaves a deeper mark. 
How cruel the dawn can be 
That wakes her hope,
And how silent Heaven’s gaze 
Looking down upon its child. 

Yet even with her halo dimmed,
And faith dissolved in pieces,
Her love lingers— 
Like a dying star,
Still glowing in her shattered heart.

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