Fallen Angel

A shooting star across a liquid sky
Causes a wide line of a furious fire
An angel has fallen
Yes, yet another angel has died.
To the eye, the fire is brilliant
Children who make wishes are jubilant
But to the angel that has fallen,
It is a brutal end.
Cast out of heaven
Unable to accept the earth at present 
Finds the angel no place to go
Death may have been a better option in the long distance.
No angel, they say, is ever a sinner
But if eventually everyone loses, then who is the winner?
A million blood tears the angel shed
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