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Betrayl to thy king
Contributed by
hungarianhaze
on
Wednesday, 23rd September 2009 @ 07:22:04 PM in AEST
Topic:
StoryPoetry
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Rid these wounds that break my skin Can you twitter the sparrow The sparrow thats so far away
Apoun my feet lay the burning sand of a baron day I peer into the sea a mixed apology No , mystical scroll Sign from above , something mirrored to hold
A mirage , a optical fantasy To weak to walk i fall to my knees In the tree, I see a haunting buzzard staring at me My throat so dry I spit out the sand
Her face interceded in my dream A shiny object damned me
forsaken to walk endless miles The castle walls eroded to clay The sacred river ran Why did she come to my land
I am unknown A trader inscribed in stone A false king My consciousness here to plague me
swallowed by silence Crippled in vastness Doomed To repent on a meaningless life
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hungarianhaze
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2009-09-23 19:22:04] (Date/Time posted on
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