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A poem about war. Still not sure if it's political or supernatural though. |
| Realm of Darkness Battle on paper Dreams of war Hope to win A greater sin A part of life May become A part of death Burning hot breath on your neck Someone is following you Turn around No one is there Get sick of looking over your shoulder So fight Only to kill A race of time Heal your wounds Instead watch them grow Larger and larger Rapidly sinking Into a realm of darkness |