I actually wrote this poem when I finished season 9, and honestly, I forgot about it. I haven't seen anything of season 10, but I wanted to share this with all of you. Thanks and enjoy.
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Nine
Oh grief. How you carry
It like the flesh you have devoured.
Something to be hated,
Something to be killed.
Forever hunting the wolf,
The wolf with the breath of a rose.
And slowly she heals you.
Ans slowly she heals you.
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Ten
And you fell in love with her. Oh, how your
Eyes shown like the billions of dying suns, suns
Who you burn to say good bye. And grief returns,
Its face your own, and you become fire and ice
And rage, victorious as your friends die at your sides.
So you run.
And you run.
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Eleven
And you become a fairy tale. One where the wizard
Becomes the damsel, the queen marries her nurse,
And the story ends with "Goodbye" and begins
Impossible. It is littered with small things, cool things
That are easier to think of than the souls you
Carry up the mountain. You know the end is coming,
Your grave calling you.
And you face it.
And you fight it.
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Twelve
Life, then is a surprise.
You aren't quite sure how
To move on. You have been
So desperate for so long,
And your force yourself to feel.
Everything. As the raven
Pecks away at your mountain.