Tis' only one who ye' shall know,
the weathered boney her shall show,
doth it may be the worldly known.
but I shall see the hidden thrown,
the armored wounds who hide below
the pinked hart no longer glowed,
for they shall only know her loved.
In this shattered cove she lie,
lies and lies ye, know her by.
True
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War
Every story I've ever been told has held a spot in my life,
The goodest of hero's and foulest of foes did share with me the night.
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I feel sometimes I'm split in two,
Of all the things I have to do,
I must answer call from call,
And write you when you feel small,
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Pluto
She wished that space would talk to her,
And whispered to the moon,
About the days that haunted her,
And those that would come soon.
She wanted to apologize,
For wishing on the stars,
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