Innocent

 Soft face drowning
 You can dream
 She is slowly walking
 Bare feel, quiet with no sound
 Enters cloudy mug
 Walks straight to her sword
 She will take into her hand
 Drown in it she will land
 Blood will flow in heavy tears
 She will go with her won wound
 She’ll go far with no return
 In her mind the wall will burn
 17:57 09.09.03 

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