FOR me, I grabbed the dust.
In the veins, the black cloud is turned on.
In my heart, the fire burns.
On my way, the sun forms
Clouds of darkness above me.
For the mountains, the soul
I will complete;
Light can be found.
The last torch in the North.
The last torch in the North.
I must ask for a ransom.
This is a wonderful place,
But I can prove it
Through, I have my own way.
The last torch in the North.
The last torch in the North.
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Poetry❝All the lies we promise And all the chapters in our lives. How do we know what is right or wrong this time?❞ Random poems by a random girl 🖤 Highest ranking: #1 in Poembook #7 in Poetry #3 in Poems Started: 27/1/19 Completed: 30/5/19
