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Ye demons of olde Attacking from depths unknown To fight once again with sword or spear I banish thee from here Another reprieve I see coming But to understand nothing Said the fear of the uprising To once again banish … Continue reading
What would it be To see through another’s eyes Would the colors be as bright Would the shadows be just as dark Would I still appreciate that beauty That always surrounds me Would I be That one that focuses on … Continue reading
Your tenth month on earth Growing like a weed So small at your birth Just like a seed At first barely a sprout Now like a sapling You crawl all about Giggling and babbling Such a beautiful sight Making sounds … Continue reading
Looking down from my perilous perch Sixty feet below my eyes Is white caps crashing Engulfing rocks below Then flowing back to show The dagger like edges Feeling lost in that scenery Waking up all my sensorys Take a deep … Continue reading
A stronghold you once were Placed just so on your perch So beautiful and majestic A bastion of protection An amazing sight for tired eyes to see Always wanting a citizen to be Under those towers shade No longer anyone’s … Continue reading
What would it be like To get on that stage During those life and death games Your blood spilled for all the masses Cheers, no matter what happens Do you know when it is your day To be a victim … Continue reading