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Jan 2012
My old savior
My old hero
Why do your cries not touch me
Deep inside
Your words
They can't grasp my soul
And take me out of this pit
Hello
Hello
Remember me
I'm everything they can't control
My old partner
My old lover of spirit
Now that your not here with me
Now that we have grown apart
I see you across these dark woods
I see your smirk
I see you draw your sword
As I do the same
Like I was taught
And apart
We race into the dark
Fearing not what lurks in the shadows
But what is chancing us from behind.
Azlynn Jane Andrews
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Azlynn Jane Andrews
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   JL and K Balachandran
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