This is a response to myself about my previous poem 'Last Battle'...I am tired of seeing the pain that is to be, now I take matters into my own hands...now I see the light. A wish sealed them Or so it is said From Death to Peace Only a wish may free Forfeited soul Any jin's price These wings flutter alone A sacrifice to desperation Mistakes of the past arise The Circle is drawn Thirteen Tears of Seven Stars Guide the gathering Strings play those too blind To see the Master's face Swords scream thier cause Brothers once Now one shall die Prophesy written in her tears The angel's leap She awakens in rage Wings form to lift A sheild between blades Stained by crimson betrayal She falls into his arms