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by Snowblind
lennyz@ix.netcom.com
I fell down Strong Arms and gentle hands picked me up She'd smile at me and I'd be playing again I was proud to call her sister As we grew older things changed Those strong arms would swing a sword Her gentle hands covered in innocent blood We were too old to play Cortese attacked We were farmers not warriors Your voice became our battlecry I too believed in you Then you went too far The rage burned you inside I left the battle field to find my own destiny My heart was that of a dreamer, not a warrior Following you changed that We are family, no changes could ever cut those ties For my protection I denied my real identity My role changed from Warrior to Prince and General Your reputation grew larger than the gods Xena, Warrior Princess. I wondered if I would ever see you again Fate has a strange sense of humor We crossed paths on the battlefield Our eyes locked like magnets "I will stop you here Xena!" "You'll try Konus!" The battle continued but we never fought No matter what... You will always be Xena:My Loving Sister