D eath came down
E vening was dark
A wful and cold
T earing wind
H unting lost souls
C reed was too late
A pocalyptic destruction
M ayhem so extreme
E verything was gone
D eath was speaking:
O mnia mors poscit
W hispering last words
N omen est omen
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Jaryyn (
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A great acrostic nicely done
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You are most welcome
Brings me to thoughts of Credence and Scamander, for some reason. Love a poem that takes you on a journey.
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Youโre most welcome, Jaryyn ๐๐ป๐๏ธ
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