When the blackened hurtful night appears and your ailing living soul heaves with crippling despair at the darkness that well engulfs you to that sickly threshold. Hear these words unto thyself as they echo and roll.
Hurry towards me no hesitation to start accept my all curing embrace. From your battered swollen heart sorrow and pain will rightfully depart with not a scaring trace.
Headlong I'll fall into your surrounding gloom absent of doubt no regard for my own I'll battle your every fear to a most worthy doom as a Heavenly sent righteous cyclone.
My stance immovable your Godly form I'll protect dutiful and ever so earnest Tireless my arms will shield and deflect the unholy cause of all the most cruelest
This to you my Dearest Friend I pledge sincerely never shall my interest wane or cease.Eagerly I'll speed to your troubled hour oh so bravely steadfast my alliance will always remain.... never to decrease
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Maple_Lion (Pseudonym) (
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This poem is very wonderful. I really like the metaphors. They spoke volumes. Keep up the great writing
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