I never knew what it meant to be so painfully aware of my every action until you went on your way. I never once glanced in the reflection and stared, wondering why there was such a terrible darkness in the center of my eyes. I was foolish. You..I don't know what to make of you yet.
The sword was your anger..the shield was your love...your passion held them together. The left hand was your power. The right, your authority...and you used both to betray me.
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