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I did some poetry.
Have some poetry.
Sorry for it being kinda dark.
So um. Yeah.
Have some poetry.
Sorry for it being kinda dark.
Fall
Fool me once,
Shame on you,
Fool me twice,
Shame on me?
Nay, for soon you shall see
The power that shall lurk through me
Thy hour glass, it's running sands
A clock with face and moving hands
Shan't separate us between the lands
For I shall come
You shall not pass
The blood you spilt
The curse you cast
It falls into a deadly line
'Round you and me
In this moment of time
And as we begin our ancient rhyme
You of pure heat, in your prime
Fall through into a field of thistles
To me your existence, an annoyance, stray bristles,
From the brushes of the Fates,
As they snip the line that you crave
For your time here is but numbers, dates
So you toss and turn at night,
Your castle lit by candlelight
And in rows of steam in a desert of life
You now get ready to end your strife
We approach, wildness in our eyes
You look upon us, no angels bright
But demons who through darkness bite
And tear at you with teeth and claws
Your lifeblood drenches our broken paws
And so your tale, your history we write
It's existence as fleeting as pigs in flight
With your maker you reunite
Your heart fed to pigs in sty
Your head to a solemn cry
Of harpies flying up above
Their wings like vultures, no symbol of love
And as they turn and twist and tie
A lion roars
For into darkness you do lie
You sink down deep, 9 circles down
To a place of good renown
We welcome you with open arms
And so with us your loyalties lie
To your life you say
Goodbye.
Fool me once,
Shame on you,
Fool me twice,
Shame on me?
Nay, for soon you shall see
The power that shall lurk through me
Thy hour glass, it's running sands
A clock with face and moving hands
Shan't separate us between the lands
For I shall come
You shall not pass
The blood you spilt
The curse you cast
It falls into a deadly line
'Round you and me
In this moment of time
And as we begin our ancient rhyme
You of pure heat, in your prime
Fall through into a field of thistles
To me your existence, an annoyance, stray bristles,
From the brushes of the Fates,
As they snip the line that you crave
For your time here is but numbers, dates
So you toss and turn at night,
Your castle lit by candlelight
And in rows of steam in a desert of life
You now get ready to end your strife
We approach, wildness in our eyes
You look upon us, no angels bright
But demons who through darkness bite
And tear at you with teeth and claws
Your lifeblood drenches our broken paws
And so your tale, your history we write
It's existence as fleeting as pigs in flight
With your maker you reunite
Your heart fed to pigs in sty
Your head to a solemn cry
Of harpies flying up above
Their wings like vultures, no symbol of love
And as they turn and twist and tie
A lion roars
For into darkness you do lie
You sink down deep, 9 circles down
To a place of good renown
We welcome you with open arms
And so with us your loyalties lie
To your life you say
Goodbye.
Falling through time
And walking through landsss
Take thee away
From watersss grand
A lucky purssuit
One might sssay
For the beachesss at oceansss
Keep usss at bay
But asss ye sssail
On watersss high
Asss sssalty ssseasss
Make sssailorsss cry
And so I roar
For your end isss nigh
And walking through landsss
Take thee away
From watersss grand
A lucky purssuit
One might sssay
For the beachesss at oceansss
Keep usss at bay
But asss ye sssail
On watersss high
Asss sssalty ssseasss
Make sssailorsss cry
And so I roar
For your end isss nigh