Faint ash in the wind
Angel locked out
Of our reality
The solider in
The stars
Stares down
This skyline
Projected to the
Fate
Of three lingering
Caskets
Lowered down
Kneel before him
As he is
Their higher power
Now
They remain united
The power of four
Returns
Three caskets
Bow to their king
For they are his
Kin
The three have joined
Him
The master of ash
Of gravemarker's past
The three remaining
Brothers of Roger
Are now dead too.
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Threads Deep Within
PoetryMore poetry since the other one reached limit of parts! Book 1 is "Heartfelt Messages, or Something Like That". This is book 2. Thank you! 7/18/21-8/22/22
