"Ha, he's ugly"
Says the one hiding,
In a mask of brutality.
"You will never get anywhere"
Says the one that is stuck,
In shallow water.
Where is the heart?
Has it become just another organ?
Where is the soul?
Do people sell that for limited reasons now?
I wonder if the ugly realizes..
Skin is only a flower,
That grows in lava.
Appreciate the weapon and the armor,
Of all your knights.
And they soon will bloom into kings
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The Raven's Hymn
Poetry"A wonderful moonlight, Shines on your soul. It illuminates a sillhouette, Of waves that cause havoc With haphazard directions of agony. Let the raven welcome you to it's domain, And sing unto you, The symphony of many." Highest ranking in inspiring...
