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Thrown
Contributed by
Lenoalh
on
Monday, 26th July 2004 @ 04:42:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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As the darkness lingers, not letting the morning light penetrate
Stand strong, sword raised.
Ready to spill the blood of those who try to break the fortress you call home.
As blade sings, blood spills.
The icy wind letting your hood fall.
Reveal a face stained with blood.
Not caring if the end is near.
Giving up does not exist.
No darkness too great to stand.
As ancient chants fill the air.
You raise Hell only demons know.
To fulfil your destiny of Ancient darkness.
This is your thrown.
Copyright ©
Lenoalh
... [
2004-07-26 16:42:45] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Thrown
(User Rating: 1 ) by Monkeybones99 on
Tuesday, 27th July 2004 @ 10:33:58 AM AEST (User
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I liked this poem because it painted a very vivid picture in my mind when I read it. |
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