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He slays all, from town to nation,
she cries for his soul, and sings for salvation. He sharpens his blades, and skins foes, she hangs her head, trapped in his woes. He blames them all, for his pain, she prays for hope to cleanse his name. He searches for existance, while staring above, she wraps her unseen arms round him, wanting his love. He drinks till dawn, and kills till night, she cries at his feet, wishing he wouldn't fight. His body weakens, every passing day, her love strengthens, to guide his way. His legs grow heavy, head sways, she sits on the ground, knowing he'll pay. He falls into darkness, but sees a glimpse of her eyes, she falls beside him, praying his soul to rise. He plunges down, beneath the heavy seal, she cries as she watches, another fallen angel.
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