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 The bringer of good things

"Remember this Darrian, No matter

if it's a broken Heart

or a broken Sword…

Things only have the

power You give them…"

-Dawn, Lucifer's Halo #1


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 The bringer of good things;
 Saw me once along time ago.
 Saw deep into my heart.
 Though my very soul.
 Me, I sliced him wide;
 When I changed before his eyes.
 The bringer, he did love me.
 To save face;
 Before his friends and kinn.
 He hide his feelings;
 He ignored me.
 I; myself.
 Hide inside an,
 altered state of mind.
 Sometimes I was his moonlight;
 Some days The guardian of the east.
 He called me.
 Still he watched;
 He saw my falling down.
 My druid knight;
 Was dying inside.
 Did he die in battle?
 A knife or sword;
 Had massacred,
 His heart of hearts.
 Causing too much pain;
 To sustain,
 all these things he's watching.
 Celtic lady becoming of;
 Shameful tainted things.
 Well the governess of,
 My druid knight;
 Kept him far away from me.
 I am moonlight;
 The guardian of the east.
 Why do you ignore me?
 So my druid knight;
 Wherever you are.
 Do you remember still;
 Our short story?
 As clear as crystal;
 I still do.
 Into the passing years.
 Catching moments from the past.
 The druid knight and;
 The Celtic lady.

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