Who rests now..there is no peace
I wrest with demons ..ever
Close my eyes..I c'nay do
My sleep they steal..
Forever
Guard of mine..if once relaxed
Grants entry to the whole
Beasts of black..they swarm about
Diminishing..Diminishing
Weakening my soul..
Tortured I...deemed guardian
Keeper of this entry
Unknown'st to all...be it..I fall
Hell's Overwhelmed
The sentry
All Is lost ...
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Author:
James Perrin (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 12th, 2024 20:39
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Comments1
The sound of a battle lost. Very nice
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