My lips are sealed
As the portal I stand before
And I have all the time in the world
To think, to wonder.
The silence keeps me
Company in these dark times,
As I was so old before but now
Everyone I know has come and gone.
No one can pass my gaze unharmed,
And now one can pierce my armor
As it was woven with golden
Threads and destinies lost.
The more death,
The more my armor grows
Though this curse is very recent.
To guard, to fight:
Those are my drives,
As the whistle of my blade
Keeps me sane in this
Rebirth, this newest life
I never asked for.
I was once at peace,
But now I can not be again
For an eternity more.
And I wonder why the Lifebringer accepted me?
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