Shining steel cuts through air.
Falling, shimmering strands of flair.
The call that sounds beckons me home.
Where i fall asleep forever and alone.
A whisper in my ear says my light shines bright.
Then turns right around and feeds on my fright.
From ashes to ashes; dust to dust.
This shining steel cloaked in lust.
~Sephyra
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Poems from the Abyss
PoesíaA vault of poems that express my inner thoughts... and my need to make a good grade in creative writing!
