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I Will See Her Again

I am young a mere nineteen That is why she is still my dream No matter how I try to forget the pain I always see my beloved slain She was a cute girl and I a stupid boy For some reason I mused her to some joy We held hands and played kid games We never knew what time would bane The last I saw her she smiled and waved If only I had known. I could have saved My heart and soul goes to her today I owe her a debt I can't repay. When my time comes to an end I will rejoin my family and friends Most of all I would like to see My young sweetheart King, Genevieve I shed a tear now and again With memories of a dear friend Oh, higher power watch over my angel If that means I burn in hell So be it! My should she has and better still For I will fight to any hill Conquer all! Defeat the masses Struggle forever until I am ashes Don my armor, shield, and sword My fight in hell against a horde Will last until the end of time That I promise before I die

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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