I march till' dawn
In my cold silver clothes
I must fight all night long
To keep my sanity
I must keep my reasons
Where injustice rules
I must not be the one down
I must fight my warm soul to death
I must fight my cold heart till' dawn
I beg you to not cry
I dare to beg you
I beg you so you don't flee from my Cold , Dark Heart and from my Naive, Warm Soul
Leave me and take off
Abandon me and you'll easily be free from my endless despair
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Words And Weapons
PoetryThis is poetry. Each chapter contains a poem , you don't need to read them all (even though that'll make me very happy :D :D) they are all mine to you! Best colocation #853 in poetry! Thank you so much guys!!!!! :))))
