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Friday, April 30, 2004


A Red Flower
A cry preices the night
As blood mixes with the crystal rain
Moonlight glowing off a sword
A dark figure stands over his kill
The rain unable to hide his tears
As he sheaths his sword
His eyes fall onto a red flower
Water glowing from its petals
The rain has past, the moon shinning through
A sword lay on the ground
Beside it lay a red flower.
*Note:* Just something that I was think about while it was raining.

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