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Poetry News Post #794

Disclaimer: This isn't my work, but I thought it apporpriate

Written by: Proudly Hexed since 122, Omeg Tyrell, Crashing Wave
Date: Friday, February 27th, 2004
Addressed to: Severn, the Artificer


Battlefield

It cannot be seen but there's blood on the green
Only God knows I'm innocent
Take me, take me home
A dark seed reigns in me like the Storm rules over the sea
I challenge thee, do not cross this bridge alone

Don't dare me now
The threatening shadows will pass by

They're getting closer now
Open your eyes
Wake up my dear young friend
And hate shall fade away

I will not move, yet
I'll stand still instead

There on the battlefield he stands
Down on the battlefield he's lost
And on the battlefield it ends

War and anger shall reign
The clash of iron can be heard
By blindness you're driven insane
I'm lost in anguish and grief
Sorrow won't wane 'til you die
A shattered body deeply hurt
And darkness will cover the light
It's gone forevermore

Penned by my hand on the 25th of Midautumn, in the year 122 MA.


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