This just suddenly came to me after I watched the movie Watership Down...
Flames, smoke and ashes, sealing up the gashes, left by truth, left by pain.
And amidst the darkened night, comes hurtling down his glorious might, Until the prick of sparkling light, comes spilling over rolling hills.
Thine agony releases, all pain and torment ceases, The bliss of water cooling wounds.
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Little Diary
RandomJust some of my nonsense. Some are stories about my life and, yet, some just stories. Some poems, some epiphanies, and who knows what else.
