At your post you will guard these walls
Alarming any and all, in and out
of the havoc soon to be brought
At your post you will waiver night
Seeking those who seek to penetrate
This comfort we've been building
Shatter their armor and pillage their reigns
Collapse their forces and look to gain
An upper hand in their dreaded reign
Cloak your intentions and mask your hand
Through these woods, across this land
Blood will spill at the trespass of a sentry
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Author:
Noah (
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Comments1
The finisher was lovely. The rhyme scheme is also quite remarkable. Another fresh one among the barrel. Good job.
Thanks man. Always enjoy your insights
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