I pass through town,
Villagers paying me no attention.
I let myself in
To a humble establishment
As I ascend
I notice
All.
People are huddled
Shivering, quivering,
Stationary at His side
Guardsman.
I bypass them
With ease
Quickly.
I am upon Him. I raise my hand.
He nods off, and I take him with me.
The door closes behind me.
//Yo! I hope you enjoyed this rather dark poem and, well, I don't only write stories. On a different note, I want to see how many of you can comment what the theme of the poem is, and what it's talking about! Don't forget to leave a vote if you enjoyed!//
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Incompleted Stories
Ngẫu nhiênCover art is not mine. It just looks awesome so I used it. Here you'll see a variation of length in the stories I upload here that I never got around to finishing. Leave a comment if you think I should continue them, and as always, don't forget to v...
