Feel the laments wash away
Pain inexistent in unminding fray;
Grasping heart and last living will
Don't give in to the silent hill
Cold as the grave;
Unbroken as the brave;
Pace 'way from the ledge
Reciting worn pledge
Cold as the grave
Descending from grace;
Hamper this heart
For, life is an art
Superlative to the dark
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A Poet's Laments
Fantasy"Set into words, truth remains the strongest weapon we have. Never lose its glorious sight." -Magnus Hjaelmar Tomasko This is a compilation of Magnus's poetry and song lyrics from throughout the years. Some with reason, some without, these are his m...
