The warrior fell from his horse His soul lay bleeding on the frozen ground He fought well for a love that shall never be With broken sword and batterd shield there he lays soul bleeding on the frozen ground He fought well for a love that shall never be As his eys grow dim and memories slowly fade like the ebbing tide his last thoughts shall be I fought well for a love that shall never be So please dear Goddess take this mortal soul and hold him unto you show him at last what love shall be let him know that for all he has fought for that there is a love that shall be
Reason for writing:
Ya know what I'm going into rehab or something...lonewolf
there may be more though as my brain goes into overload
Birth sign: Scorpio
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