Stranger

Over there,
look
look
look
A girl with a sword
Her face pale as the winter snow
oh how ghastly
blood stained all over
where can she be going?
no one knows
Alone she walks
ready to fight
If death were to come
she welcomes it
so pay heed to the girl
With the road as her only companion
over there
Just over the next horizon

by Rouge
posted on 04/17/2008