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Victim of her own raging war.

An internal war, a conflict of souls
A constant battle between light and dark.
To acquire her power are their goals.
Under constant watch like a dying lark.

Angel, demon, vampire, and human.
Controlling the eyes of Heaven and Hell.
Showing other’s their time in grains of sand.
Innocence shattered by bodies so pale.

Children’s screams disrupt the hellish nightmares.
Flightless doves shed blood tears for the unknown.
The Grim Reaper keeps at bay your black fears.
While pure angels from the white nest are flown.

A child of great burden and great pain
Whose sorrowful deeds would put Cain to shame.