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After several frogs, I married up.

Fire burned befuddled souls, And we were left much less than whole. Enslaved to darkness, our Spirits cried, Hidden somewhere deep inside. Truth emerged and ranks were split; The binding broke, bit by bit. Some remained; for them we weep-- Brothers imprisoned in demon-sleep. But we are free at last to roam; To attempt a life and build a home. These tattered forms are merely tokens; Our Spirit shall remain unbroken.

Fire burned befuddled souls, And we were left much less than whole. Enslaved to darkness, our Spirits cried, Hidden somewhere deep inside. Truth emerged and ranks were split; The binding broke, bit by bit. Some remained; for them we weep-- Brothers imprisoned in demon-sleep. But we are free at last to roam; To attempt a life and build a home These tattered forms are merely tokens; Our Spirit shall remain unbroken.

A sharpened arrow perched to fly To meet a thousand more that soar Across the sunset-laden sky, While heavy footfalls stomp the floor. A finger shoots into the air-- A piercing sound; a child's cry. Chaos rushes here and there Beneath the sunset-laden sky. Shouts go up, and tales of lore Get passed around like broken bread. Move on and sound the drums of war; Goodbyes are better left unsaid. Two forces clash, a willing pair Of duelers wielding sword and mace Trying to catch one unaware And pu...

I’m supposed to dream of handsome princes, You know—the kind that sweep you off your feet. One who kneels and grins and there convinces How without him I am incomplete. How unfortunate it is for me, then, That I have never had romantic dreams. Such sweetness fails for me, but then again Maybe romance isn’t all extremes. I don’t want a dozen long-stemmed roses Or chivalry as fake as it is dead. I simply want a man who, too, supposes That love is born in tearful laughs instead— If I see him, I’...