A sword in my hand,
my name in the sand,
a quest to fulfill,
I have to, and I will.
Power in my veins,
breaking free from chains,
conquering the land,
my name still written in sand.
A quest awaits, my fate is sealed,
I must arise, and never yield.
Through forests dark and rivers wide,
I take my path, without a guide.
Echoes of battles fought and won,
linger in the fading sun.
The stars above, my only light,
as I journey through the endless night.
Yet victory's taste is bittersweet,
for the road ahead is still incomplete.
A warrior's heart, a dreamer's soul,
I carve my name on destiny's scroll.
Though the sand may wash away,
my legacy in hearts will stay.
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Chaos In My Mind
Poetry𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑀𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑜ℎ 𝑠𝑎𝑦 ... This is a book of some poems I've written r...
