Styx
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Post by Styx on Sept 10, 2004 11:57:50 GMT -5
Once there was hatred Small as a seed It blossomed and grew From darkness and need
She never touched it She left it alone But others had tended it And gave it a home
Her path had been wisdom Longing for peace She healed others wounds But hers never ceased
So she built a foundation And put walls around it She built a small fortress Strong as a mountian
Some time had passed And a crack had appeared Out of the darkness Came what she had feared
Small and delicate Bursting with promise Was a beautiful flower Her only friend in this solace
So she nurtured its life And it nurtured her need Together they grew old This woman and seed
Daughter of Light Sealed to her fate Prisoner of Life Alone with her hate
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Post by Demetrius Hy'rona on Sept 10, 2004 15:03:54 GMT -5
i really liked the last paragraph the best. goodjob Styx Demetrius Hy'rona
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