Lunar
: It's hard when a hero dies. It's like they betrayed you, even if they never knew your name.
When you died, my world went dark,
In need of flame, I had no spark.
I cried out to you; you did not hear.
O, sweet voice absent from my ear.
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When you died, my sun was gone-
Blackest night replacing dawn.
My dazzling world, so full of light
Plunged into empty, changeless night.
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A friend is lost- an empty hole
Rests in the place you called my soul.
As you died, so died my heart.
What once was one is now apart.
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