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Her attiudes like brass,
kicking Callisto's ass
Joxer's a pain,
and Draco's insane
Ares tries to turn Xena bad,
while Gabrielle is gald,
that Xena never turns
but the battle still burns


'Into the fire of battle I come,
battling to bring the wrong undone.
In a world fulled with hate,
where darkness and light battle.
For I am made of darkness and light,
the light always trying to rid me of my darkness.
In the pain of my past,
my darkness consumed me.
One day I watched my hate burn within me,
I realized what I was.
I was a menion of the darkness,
trapped, like a caged animal by my own hate.
I broke myself of my own prison,
and committed myself to the light.
Now I stand in the heat of battle,
battling against the dark forces I once led.
And now I understand,
why my past had to be.
I had to face my own darkness to realize,
that the light can not exist without the darkness.'

Both by: Jennifer Nuce