At last the fight is over
Please take a final bow
The battle was well fought
Still seems you lost somehow
You were a good opponent
Powerful, chilling, and vile
I swear I'm not trying to gloat
But I say this with a smile
Your time must now end
You have to be dead
So with a laugh I raise my sword
And I chop off your head
Your power over me is gone
I will begin anew
My world looks so much brighter now
Sunnier without you
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Author:
Naeners (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I'm not sure how I came up with the idea for this one. I just had my notes open and then I was just writing it. I like it though. Please tell me what you think. Constructive criticism is always welcomed.
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Comments2
Good write. Move forward in your life to light and love.
SPONTANEITY. ...GREAT!
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