She waits for an answer.
A light.
She waits at dawn for the fight.
Her heart has blackened.
Her mind has gone insane.
She cries out to Him by His name.
He fights his own battles.
He holds all pain
He waits for hours for the light that exists.
Only to let doubt creep in.
He screams in the night.
He screams His name.
'Oh Lord, why me?'
He exclaims.
Two of a kind.
One of each petal.
Both alone, both medal.
Both dream of countless dreams.
Both depend on Him, the one so keen.
He waits for his children.
He loves them so.
What a disaster has become of one of His own?
He did not plan for this.
He didn't make it this way.
The villain is beneath us.
One whom needs to be slayed.
The Lord calls upon them to save their lives.
He loves them too much.
He's there when they cry.
He is the creator.
The Father.
The King of all Kings.
He loves them unconditionally.
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