A sword and shield on his back,
Warriors charge for their next attack,
Weapons ready, this could be his end,
He thinks of her, as he runs towards the end,
"I'll come back" he says,
"I'll see you again"
Famous last words...
Bodies pilled around him, he notices red dripping from his chest,
"I wish you the best..."
He knew it would come to this...
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Poems of friends
PoetryJust poems of people I know, and used to know. Cover by KBunnson. Aka A Misleading Name
