Cries breaks the mist with blood
while its staining the ground;
taking steps is harder then it looks
as being completely numb.
Never know whats gonna happen
it comes so fast;
no one is close being prepared
for the war up ahead.
Pounding motion
feet stomping;
its coming with thirst
no one can defeat.
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Sounds Peeking Through
RandomPoems for this evening will turn down every road and deep into cracks of darkness of each battle that passes by, and how they end with knowing the knowledge and feelings.
