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I love this poem...I just HAVE to save it.

cold as winter, srtong as stone;
she faced the darkness all alone.
a silver goddess; a reflection.
a mirage; a recollection.
no return; no turning back.
the past is gone, the future, black.
serpents gather in their nest,
and she stands above the rest.
shadows hunt; she hunts the shadow.
the moon is risen; she stands below.
she views her world throught the eyes of others.
black and white; there are no colours,
as she looks upon a shattered youth.
a shattered mirror shows a shattered truth.