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Title: Last stand
Author: D
Date Submitted: 5/5/2010

 
Poem: On the outside looking in,
feel like a stranger
in my own town.

not the puppeteer anymore,
where''d my sheriff go?

the purity now corrupt,
as the light defends
against the rising darkness.

now on its last stand,
the last blow struck
straight to the heart.

as the blackness
floods through its open gate,
crushes the last support.

just another heart,
so pure
sewn in poisoned love.

deserted by its warriors,
void of supporters,
too late
this heart has lost the war.
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