Defeat and sorrow will rein the morrow like skies as dark as blood for skies so red and surely dead with tears that are shed for grief but belief in true and lies beneath in the dead ones sheath where evils deed are ended and life thought gone will sing a song of eternal slumber and the dead will lumber about in their slumber for all eternity.
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Author:
darka307 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Death always waits whether you greet it as a friend or foe are up to you
- Category: Sad
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