Five months
Seven more to go
How do I know this?
I don't know
Sometimes it's dark
Sometimes it's light
I realize now
I don't know what is day and what is night
Five hatchets buried
Seven more to go
I think I should have hurried
Now I don't, so
I will bury my hatchets
On I will go
I will continue to light matches
Oh, they shine so
Soon
My flames will outburn even the sun and moon
So... This was something I wrote from the perspective of Celaena when she was in endovier. I don't really know what this is, but it's three in the night so no judging! Well, anyway, hope you are enjoying the slightly less crazy poems in this book, have a nice whatever time you are in, bye!
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Secrets
PoetryI give life but I take it to And I never do stay true... These are a couple of poems about life, love, whatever I feel like writing about. Some of them will also be about ToG and ACOTAR, because well, I'm a fan. I hope you will enjoy reading these!
