Dark Angel in Lonesome Town | Dark Hero

Everything was dark and quiet except for the ghostly call of the man (now very far away) and the faint plucking of his strings, singing:
“Maybe down in lonesome town, I can learn to forget…”

Angel Fate| Poem/ Song

An Accursed Red poem. ~ They say he went to heaven and I’ve been waiting for him to come down. But I’ve been waiting for too long. They said he’s in the clouds and I keep wanting to fly but I know I won’t get high enough. They want me to believe that he’s safe…