Prophecy Of SacrificeA Poem by The Poet of Black Wings
At the top of the world,
Where the great dragon rests. When all fear it's flame and suffer it's law. When those born to serve, Strive to rule. When blood purges blood And black shines. Will a maiden of blue, be born. Shall she ferry the light, And be consumed by it's white flame. Be the world, free. © 2016 The Poet of Black Wings |
StatsAuthorThe Poet of Black WingsAbouti hope my poems, among other writings, will speak for me. Edit - Full disclosure, if you ask me to read something, I will, and I'll be brutally honest about what I think about it. So, be ready for .. more..Writing
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