The warrior’s eyes are wide and wild,

As into danger’s face she stares.

You could not guess her heart was pounding.

You could not see that she was scared.

She took her stance, tall and strong.

Darkness was unprepared,

By the courage she possessed,

The beautiful heart she proudly bared.

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Death

I want to meet him. Death.  The one who has taken  everything from me to keep.  We must be similar if we  love all of the same things.