Arwen - A Poem

Not all can see or know,
First mortal eyes must grow.
The crownless this life will steal,
For this life refuses to heal.

Decended from the songbird, so she chooses,
The same death and family bruises.
Gives her life after another's strife,
Yet will not die until all she looses.

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