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Emerging from the Tragedysoldiers, perfect soldierswith no past, that's how perfect they wereyoung and skilled beyond any veteranthey never lostnever got killed in battlenever felt death's sting( because they weren't the slightest alive )their heart stood in a dark shadowit was in their fading eyesexcept when they foughteverything would lighten upand you would see who they werethose perfect soldiersthey found themselves in the turmoil of warin protecting people they never knewthey fought because one day peace would comeemerging from the tragedy of their battlesand they would never kill againalong with peace would come a time wherethat life was what they fought forand that's how perfect it was
Olhadopupil-less eyes, they left you blindyou stagger through the darkwho was there to carry you thenof course – yourselfhere you cry with artificial sightno glands to carry your tearsbut the sobs were sinceredear, some people don't want to see lifewith all its crueltythey'd give you their eyes if they couldbut Olhado, you can show them what it's liketo be in the dark, scared and lostto long to see lifein it's forgotten beauty