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Nov 2015
I sit in my corner,
crying in shame.
I never wanted this,
***** the fame.

I just want her back,
I don't want to be without her.
I cant lead them,
if I shed a single tear.

She was my guiding light,
my everything.
And I would give anything,
just to hear her voice sing.

But I can't go with her.
No I have to lead them,
It's what she would want.
Even if I'm condemned.

The night continues on,
without her right next to me.
I am all they have now,
I will make them see.

I will be their guiding light,
because she was mine.
I wipe the tears away,
stand up and say "Fine."

The contract has been made,
I will live as their leader.
I shall lead them,
under this branch of cedar.
The Judge
Written by
The Judge  18/M/Earth
(18/M/Earth)   
709
   --- and SPT
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