A Princess

Here she lays,
All alone.
Beautiful even in dispare,
A Princess.

Worn from battle,
Slowing breaths.
Blood, sweat, and tears,
Blood she wishes was hers.

Bow without arrows,
Sward dull.
No reason to move,
Nothing left to give.

Fought with her all,
To protect.
Those she loves,
Now safe.

Where are they now?
By her side?
Turning to save her?
Where are they now?

Here she lays,
All alone.
Beautiful even in death,
A Princess.

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