It flows through the air
Unabated by the time of the past
It whispers if you dare
To listen, but in its place
A dreaded affair
The flag at half mast
A soldier at heart, in evil's lair
Run in a haste
Because your mind is a lier
Life goes fast
So you better love it while it lasts
Because only seven things will
Never lie
YOU ARE READING
Only Human After All
PoetryInk not blood surges through my veins . One hundred word each, and yet a new ideal for each. Questions about this will be answered. I also take prompts for this and other types of writing. (fanfiction included) Looking for a new way to get the idea...
