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Astor and Aarin Draft Aarin never remembered dropping the shield into the sands of the council arena. He had just fetched it after it flew from his father's arm. It had been flung far by a powerful swing from dark attacker. The clang of the shot had rung around the circular walls, though the spectators above not flinch. They were silently focused on this rare single combat and dreading its anticipated end. Aarin stood still in frozen shock as his father was thrown to the ground and the attacking knight's sword was suddenly held high aboveAstor and Aarin Draft


Dedication PoemSome can look and call me split, forsaking truth and reality. I am fully aware, but this is what I want. I want to give myself, parts of my heart, to each and every that wishes to make a mark. That part is yours and forever yours. Carved and etched with some deeper than others. Not one likely to rub off this stone heart, though it may be straddled with inclusions. Love me, pity me, but don't try to remove your mark. I could break. I will never allow someone else to remove it. Not ever.Dedication Poem


Emo Prose PoetryMy lonely friend, why have you left me? I stood around all day trying to conjure your devilish features but an angel stood in my way. He sat giggling, firmly demanding my heart. The cherub of my life is more than welcome but no equal. I am lower than him, depraved and cruel. Ascending and descending my ladder in a mad pace; I find it hard to keep up with our joined life. Its always in a distance do I see someone who might join me on more levels. God how I wish to fold the world like paper to bring us all closer. But for now I will pine for youEmo Prose Poetry
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