Yet as I lunged
upon his sword I fell
he hadn't drawn it in defence
he had no aim to kill me
only to cause my heart great pain
as I lay upon his floor
dieing
tears welled in his yes
"Kate" he spoke the name I'd once gone by
the name he loved me as
that last moment
as I died
I ceased to be Tariian
the hated, feared huntress
and was once again
pure, innocent, virgin-white Kate
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Written March 11th, 2003
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I thought you told me something other than what has occured... hmm... so this is what you saw, huh? I'm a tad scared and confused, but life always has a way of working out 1 way or another with the given time. I wouldn't stress too much about it, nor would I try to piece together metaphors and figure out what it represents. The time will come when it's meant to be shown, and you'll finally grasp it for what it is... maybe this is Pheonyx talking, but I'm a bit... excited... for it. I can't point my finger on it, but I can tell that you that I honestly don't think it's something to be feared. Fear is a powerful teacher... keep that in mind. Much love - P - Nick - Love...
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