by branksomegeelong, Victoria, Australia
Apr 2014 432 Views 5 comments
Revenge
Black bleak night by death's candle lit
Intent on my vengeance to acquit
Step lightly grip tight the hilt
The sword thrills in my grip
It loves and lives as once I did.
Then I heard a sigh, my soul weeps
I lose the sight of debts unpaid
I drop the sword.
Say not "Nevermore" foul bird
I am content once more.
Intent on my vengeance to acquit
Step lightly grip tight the hilt
The sword thrills in my grip
It loves and lives as once I did.
Then I heard a sigh, my soul weeps
I lose the sight of debts unpaid
I drop the sword.
Say not "Nevermore" foul bird
I am content once more.
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Posted: Apr 2014
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Comments (5)
i enjoy your style
Rob