This sorrow of wisdom
A blessing by the stars
For this lonely kingdom
Washed with bloody scars
When the light shone bright
An angel fell from the sky
The sky turning into night
And the demons begin to pry
As the kingdom clashes blades
The ground is washed with bloody stains
For this lonely kingdom
Only emptiness remain
And as the death lingers endlessly
The angel fights in vain
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A Never Ending Dream
PoetryThe loving kiss of death The cold touch of darkness Where is the hope I'm searching for? Your sweet little kisses Your gentle touch Ah, there it is... [Just a bunch of poems I wrote]
