Who really is the villain?
It is not an innocent young boy,
Rather he who she considered to be all knowing.
The man she thought was her rock growing,
Is merely a grain of sand.
The struggle manifests inside of her.
She crumbles at the image of every reminder.
It is time for the new age to surface,
But she is much too weak, to make a difference.
The meek do not stand a chance.
But, those who murder are the feeble ones,
And the battle has just been won.
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