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| The arrow flys over a frozen lake, As he stands by the vampire, staked. He never saw the fight in his anger, All he saw was her face in all the clamber. Looking for days, always on the hunt, Never straying from the trail, never making even a grunt. He lost her six years ago, Now he looks through rain or snow. He has taken a vow to never forget, Not knowing what to expect. Those he meets don't remember him, He is just another shadow to all of them them. As he passes, they don't see, When he kills, they drink their tea. He trys to ask and they turn away, Making him wonder why he stays. He made his search and wound up here, As he walks, he feels her every tear. He has searched to long, but he dosen't stop, He climbs and climbs, he'll never reach the top. He knows she's there but is about to jump, When he tries to warn her, he is treated as lump. His search will never end, And his message will never send. But his adventure he will not cease, And in his forehead there will not be a single crease. The end |
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