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I was a boy
on a trip to find the truth
to save the day,
to put myself to good use
I waited 'til all were sleeping
I packed my bags
My sister found me, she was weeping
She asked if along with me she could tag
She was my sister
I couldn't say no
The only one I even half way cared for
I had to let her go
I grabbed my three swords
I handed her one
Be careful were my words
and for us to sleep a while before we were gone
I awoke
just 3:00 a.m.
She stood above me
sword in hand
I sat up, it was time to leave
She moved to close, cut my arm
I felt no pain, I didn't grieve
but I was still harmed
I let it bleed
I didn't care, I didn't feel pain
She saw the blood and started to freeze
I didn't notice, but she was all the same
She was scared
she cut me deep
I didn't notice
'til she started to weep
I found the words,
told her I'd be okay
just a little cut
It didn't hurt anyways
She nodded and wiped her eyes
handed me back the blade
For me, the tears she cried
she should have saved
I don't know if I'll make it
She cut me too deep
But I told her I'll survive it
just so she wouldn't weep
I'm just a boy
who wanted to save the day
but as fate would have it
it didn't work out that way..