Through these wings was I borne
A set destiny already ahead of me
Only I could know the truth
Of my secret creation
My fate was decided
My emotions taken away
I wasn’t supposed to be capable
Of love, pain, or trust
Ruthless
I was supposed to be
The Nameless One
I was named
Not deserving of a name
A title
For I was a destroyer
My only purpose, to kill
To make way for new
The balance of nature
Ordered to do what I must
Forever branded with the pain
Three times I have killed
All that had been created
Supposed to do it once more
But I’m tired of listening
Centuries of guilt
My loves death
A product of my own hands
Die, I cannot
Forget, I will not
I am forced to remember
All that I have done
No savior for me
Who will be there to save me
To punish me in the end?
Can I ever be forgotten?
The one’s hands
That are still stained with blood
Will it ever end?
I can only tell you
Lys’tiros, mitryen incines
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Once again, wrote this a long while ago.
Written September 29th, 2005
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The words were almost as if I remembered that one. *hopes not to look stupid* I mean, there is a lot I know, and I dont feel its made up, but like I said, its like I remember them. It tranlates to "I am sorry, my kin."
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Awesome
I had to applaud because of the emotions that exuded off the page...
Great write you have and curious as to what the last line meant? I noticed it was in a foreign language...
takes out foreign language dictionary
...The Nameless One...really grabbed me...
Very powerful words!!!
Thank you for sharing this wonderful piece my friend...
DIJTB
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Wrote it a long while ago, but yes, i think so at least. Half the time words just come and im not sure what they even mean, but at some point, they all click into place, and the truth shows through what ive written. Like a puzzle I guess. I swear, its wierd. cant even explain it.
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Is this about what we are?
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THIS IS HAUNTINGLY good visionary penning good job! Linda
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