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Amidst the fallen, I walk, hear my 
Conscience scream.
No hope, no light, forlorn skies 
looking down at me.
She was celestial perfection,devoid of
Reflections.
Beyond beauty, dark abysses for eyes
No footsteps she leaves in the sands of time.
From worlds apart, fates twisted
Ways, she plays with my mind
Stolen my heart, take it
For it is thine.
Alas she would never know,
Mayhaps never lend a care.
Faithless and alone I stand,
Waiting for the echoes to fade......
(c) Oz april 2004