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Since my most youngest age
There is a single word
Worth writing on a page,
‘Tis said to be the sword
Mightier than the pen,
I have always been told.
Despite this, since age old,
Louder than words, for men,
Actions have always been,
In the hearts of those brave,
In eyes of those who have
All of these events seen.
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The Armed One
*
For I am the Armed One,
Fighting to save the realm,
Despite memories gone
Of being at the helm…
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The Lonely Angel
*
She, the Lonely Angel –
That is how he called her -,
Soared up in the ether,
Dazzling, until she fell…
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*
And there he goes again,
there he goes again,
whizzing around the stars,
dancing in the ocean
of blue and shining wonders!
You can’t even begin,
begin to imagine
what he feels right now,
what goes through his head,
his mind is made of thousands
upon thousands of dream,
each better than the other,
taking him away
from where he lives his life,
taking him away,
so far but yet so close,
and he dances, he smiles,
-can’t you see his smile?-
he twirls, riding each mile,
he can see the beauty of it all
and marvel at the world,
answering the call
that echoes in his heart
since the beginning of time…
Finally he rides off,
deep into the night,
oh so far away,
towards adventure,
into the unknown,
never to come back
but always to stay…
*
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I cannot swear to you,
Dear, that in some years few,
Will remain ever true
That which we have right now,
And not end up in rue
Alike the winter snow
Which does simply one day
Start melting all away…
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The Fearful Guardian
*
I have named her the Fearful Guardian,
She who will, everybody, protect
Despite fear of her armor perfect
Of which she is the sole custodian.
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The Fiancé of Death
*
He is called the Fiancé of death,
Wandering, in an immortal state,
This earth, his thirst unable to sate,
As he steals another’s final breath.
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Take your heart and all the things you show,
Take your heart and everything you know,
Take your heart and the feelings that grow,
Take your heart, you who always says so,
Take your heart, forever mine? oh no…
Take your heart and all its dark cargo,
Take your heart, you should probably go,
Take your heart and all the love you throw!
Take my heart, yours since so long ago,
Take my heart and never really go…
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The Young Princess
*
She calls herself the Young Princess,
She who can nothing be denied
For, to the world, she is the heiress
And what happens is hers to decide.
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The Little Emperor
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We call him the Little Emperor,
He who, in all hearts, instills terror,
For within the rim of his domain,
He is the sole ruler of his pain.
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Tales of Ore 