Why must I die
Why must I fall into the abyss of fate
And fade from this Earth
So little time
To save those who need saving
To dream the lonely dreams
of a suffering world
So little time
to live
to laugh
to love
So little time
for what really matters.
Why must I live
Why must I stay with those who hate me
On this unforgiving Earth
So long a time
To stay cloaked in shadow
To dream that I have purpose
in a suffering world
So long a time
to wait
to hope
to wish
So long a time
for the search for the impossible.
But I am two of a kind
Optimist and Pessimist
Lover and Hater
So little and So long
And both deserve
so much more.
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Short Stories
Short StoryA collection of short stories (and maybe poems?) by me. Mostly Tolkien related, but there'll be other stuff too.
