It was hard as stone
The feeling of a broke bone
All you hear is a silent cry
Of somebody who was alone
It lay still and low
It's beats like a string of a bow
All there was to see was dark above
And a single sound of a crow
They be silent and pale
The float is out in sail
Not many were there to see
But that seemed to bring back betrayel
He stood there with a loud grin
Staring at his floating kin
Almost let out a laugh
Then said " oh, was that my great sin"
Rage had started to flare
And looked up with a deadly glare
The man seen no mercy in his words
In which made them declare
" How dare you seek fun here
When your presence wasn't clear.
You weren't invited to come to this,
Begone like before, disappear"
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Short Poems and Stories
AléatoireThis is a place where I can put my weird and unique little creations. I've thought of and made so many different stories and poems in rough times and I just love making stories, you can't ever go to far. Id like to share my ideas and such to as many...
