Angel Lost Her Wings (Kyrielle)

An innocent angel you aren't,
but a child you'll always be,
destined to roam this earth because,
without wings you'll never be free.

You had your ticket to heaven,
but you tore it apart with glee,
losing your wings on the way and,
without wings you'll never be free.

Tortured with humanity's pain,
for thats the price it had to be,
no escape in sight for you cause,
without wings you'll never be free.

*alright I'm not to sure if this is the right category for this poem, if people have suggestions then please let me know. thanks a lot*

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*Kyrielle: A French form of rhyming poetry, written in four line stanzas.
Each stanza contains a repeating line or phrase (usually appearing as the last line of each stanza)Each lines has 8 syllables.There is no limit to the amount of stanzas a Kyrielle may have, but three is considered the accepted minimum*