There was once a soldier whose name was unknow,
She wanted freedom as only vow,But the world wasn't what she dreamed during long and moonless nights,
She knew the ones who choosed the bad side to fight,But her duty to her king was undeniable,
And there was no chance for a miracle.She walked away from where the good lies ,
The world becoming her prey,Her home was just house,
As the person in got killed by her handsTraitor was her title from then,
As the guilty and bloody crown of the king rested on her head.The throne,
Covered in dirt,flowers and goldLooked down to her and to her hands
To this sword she picked up herselfTo this one rule they failed to follow,
Provoking her sorrow.Her body was fucked up,
And holding some hiccupAlone in death was she,
Without you and meHer inability to heal the feelings
Of her friends was her downfall.Singing in her old home to forget,
Waiting for someone else to comeFor them to come,
And to be human with herShe entered this town to finally breath,
Leaving it laughing and broken.Her wildest dream,
Was a memory of me.I told her i forgave her,
That i knew she was born with this anger,She told me that living was her sin,
I told her that the world was the sin.The silence taught her guilt,
And the king taught her violenceShe's a consequence of a bloodshed
Hell is others,And she told me that when she'll die,
She'll go anywhere but here.Gods, here i am begging you,
Please hear my pleasAnd let her roam free
Let her find comfortAnd when on the moonless night she will ask me
How can you love after all that i have doneI'll tell her
That she's the strongest soldier that i ever saw.Ok so this shit took me like 1hour 😥
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Tear their city down
Poetrythis is just a story i wrote after taking up the soldir,poet,king test and there is heavy angst