Two streaks of blood fall from her eyes
As she mourns the worlds fate
The shrieks of all those who have died
Below the high demand of those above
The child has seen what she should not
The world is not so peaceful
She wanders on her lonesome way
Yearning for those she cannot have
She does not deserve what others have
She does not belong to this world at all
I wonder where she will wander too
As she cries her tears of crimson
Is it right to leave her to their mercy
Is it right for us to leave her on her lonesome
No one wipes her tears away
Her eyes have seen too much already
She is neither here or there but she is one of us
This child born in deaths embrace
Is someone worth fighting for
She is truly the omens gift
For her words will save us from ourselves
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The Chained
FantasyMargaret always saw life in monochrome unable to understand others and their lives especially because she wasn't normal. When she suddenly gets whisked away from her everyday life will she learn how to survive in this new society thats rules are com...
