I am consumed,
Consumed by evil.
And because of this
I am no longer the hero
I used to be consumed
By something called Love.
People say that it was a gift
From the stars above.
I am now consumed
By the best kind of happiness.
No longer shall i live a life
That is filled with sadness.
I am not consumed
By false pride.
No longer shall i be scared.
No longer cry.
I am consumed by light....
I am the guardian.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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