Focus on me,
The eyes of a golden bear.
The scars on my back,
That will make you glare.
The way you stare at your other half,
Is only the argenteus reward you desire.
But when your eyes focus on the prize,
You'll see the true fire.
It burns like like a solar flare,
The ravishing, thick air.
Come forth to the center,
If you ever so dare.
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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...
