Destiny Devan Zimmerman

A face a blooming flower

As pretty as can be

The light that shines within her

So bright it hurts to see

Yet deep a darkness stirs from slumber

Begging to be released

To dose the flame of honor

And fill her with deceit

The battle commences, propagates

All souls will go astray

But what will be their fate? You ask

They will find their hidden power, my love

They will discover their destiny

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