I have begun to think that I might be an angel. Not one of those heavenly angels pictured in history, but a true, fallen angel.
The reason I believe this is simply that it feels like I were supposed to have wings, but that I have lost them.
That actually hurts alot. And when one always looks at the sky with a strong sense of longing, for something that may have been once, but is no more, that is when I know for certain, that I do not belong here. This planet is not my home.
I was supposed to be up there, in the heavens, but instead I believe that I have fallen. I do not know why, or how, and I do not remember anything of it, but I still believe that it is the truth.
I am sentenced to wander this world, until I have made peace with myself. Until I have set things right, no matter what I did wrong.
Will you help me?
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COMMENTS
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Oceanne
01:04 Apr 21 2011
You might want to read about the Nephilim.