To shed the tears of loss Her heart is split in two with rage about her blade twill drive her anger threw Her tears they stain the grond wherever footsteps fall tis the cry of sorrow the ansures her vengeful call Her mind it swells with hate Her eyes are set with fears Tis a curse upon us all to cry a warrior's tears.
Reason for writing:
I have always been fasinated by the sorrow that a warrior feels after some great loss and the rage that fallows and I always think it's cool to have a female warrior as well as male.
Birth sign: Aquarius
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