

The Lost OneIn silence, she raises her head. The beauty of the night stretches out, Shakes away sleep as she rises from her mossy bed, Lurid eyes glow golden as she roams about.The Lost One
Above her, stars shine more gaily, And the moon glows, pleased at her daughter. The child of the darkness runs below her family, Swifts through the midnight forest with her laughter.
Beasts cry around her, call out to her, But she heeds none but her own free will. Perhaps someday she will her hope and love recover, Until then, the forest awaits, calm and still.
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"Every rose has her thorns, mine are just made of steel."
(Batman still rocks my socks)
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~-Angie C.
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"Every rose has her thorns, mine are just made of steel."
(Batman still rocks my socks)
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When you call upon a Thoroughbred, he gives you all the speed, strength of heart and sinew in him. When you call on a jackass, he kicks.
Patricia Neal
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"Every rose has her thorns, mine are just made of steel."
(Batman still rocks my socks)
--
When you call upon a Thoroughbred, he gives you all the speed, strength of heart and sinew in him. When you call on a jackass, he kicks.
Patricia Neal
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When you call upon a Thoroughbred, he gives you all the speed, strength of heart and sinew in him. When you call on a jackass, he kicks.
Patricia Neal
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