A/N: Hi guys! I posted this on deviantART, so thought I'd post it here! I'm not particularly proud of this poem. xD

Echoes Of No Future

Her adulthood ceased to exist
Becoming fog in the mist
Her life was rendered meaningless
She wasn't meant to live

She was the War Child
Born to slay us unintentionally
Who knew innocence was deadly?
Sacrifice wouldn't be our demise

The immortals; their blood thirst
Guided by ancient primitive instinct
Desired her beautiful unique soul
So to reign supreme again

A dead baby cries forever
Oblivious it has lost life
Nothing cradles it in death
Just echoes of no future