where are you my silver wings to fly on my angel to caress in the snow where are you my mr. wrong-to-right my unknown challenge in the dark where are you my blackest light my love and sacrifice in the fire where are you my beloved hatred my tear in the sunlight where are you the one who'll see me in the crowd my eagles eye in the fight where are you my soldier who i can fight beside my true equal and opposite just like any other 12 year old...
Thats really cute.. and deep.. nice descriptive language. I love the use of oxymorons and repitition :3 Good work ;D
Some people say that rhyming is a wieght on the creative mind. Well it definately wasn't for you! Good work! I'd love to hear more. :)