poem #42

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As his unsaid comfort grew on her
She couldn't fathom why
A rogue would want to help her
Until she saw the scars
Inflicted by the time
And she knew it won't long
Before their walls shattered
With the silent screams
And a poised storm
Which soon will destroy
The kingdom of hearts
Causing a massacre
If growls and fire
For one is bounded by fate
And one is shackled by fears

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