Harsh words and actions,
She wears like a cloak,
To protect her sorrowful heart.
My instant reactions,
Seeing now through diluted smoke,
Make me saddened that we had to part.
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She might not see,
She'll never know,
That her beautiful words called to me.
She wants to leave,
So much it shows,
Entwined in her letters, screaming leave me be.
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It's a relief,
Was my first thought,
So much anger is contagious.
But I don't have that belief,
Any longer, it's all for naught,
That I ever believed her dangerous.
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I will miss her very dearly,
Darkness is simply who she is,
Her powerful words need motivation.
Her art is so that she can see clearly,
Her brilliant soul still shines over his,
But we will never speak speak without her invitation.
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So if that is the way it must go,
I should understand and move on,
And go about my business.
But my sickened heart will show,
The loss of reading her lovely song,
Of harsh reality by the Dark Princess...
