April 12, 2012
Amemory of herself,
Trapped in her Past.
A sentinel...
Of the last

She waits and watches.
A gaurd of that wich is lost.
Waiting ever waiting-
To pay the cost.
She used to be great
As we all once were-
But now is broken...
As we prefer.

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