Darkness begins to sprout,
As the sun's light goes out.
The waves begin to shrink,
While the shore refuses to sink.
The shield slowly begins to melt,
As the sword is drawn from the belt.
The air begins to thin,
As the dust begins to grin.
Ears hear the clouds' cries,
As the fire begins to rise.
The betrayal has finally begun,
But who has definitely won?
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Words of Time: A Collection of Poems Throughout The Years
PoetryA collection of poems from my early years, up to the present. Many are about love, but also family, friends, life in general, as well as the struggles many of us face as we discover ourselves. #Wattys2016 #Wattys2019 *Note: Stories with an asterisk...
