Kalia
Queen's Army
Too stuborn to give in, too broken to care
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Post by Kalia on May 11, 2007 18:39:49 GMT -5
This is a poem that fell onto my mind after...Well, that doesn't matter. Here it is....
She watches her friends die She's traped in the shadows, unable to help She screams and tries to reach them But the darkness only gathers more... It swallows her screams and her tears She never said good bye Now there's no one left No, none of them is dead. There's no grave to go to... They (are) gone far from her They left her for ever. They changed for life, Leaving the inocence in the past. And all of the tears she sheds, don't matter She can't say Good Bye... And only the thing that matters- Her promise is brocken...and they don't care... They don't even remember...
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