RemnantA Poem by EvilwriterJust random writing, the is no deep meaning.
By the endless wars,
Burred by countless swords. It risen from the grave At this endless game. He who's without name, Or she who's without shame Scared by timeless duty, Forgotten it's endless beauty. Boneless wings still remain Mercilessly broken, soiled. Still some will might remain But they never pierce a skies. © 2015 Evilwriter |
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Added on August 3, 2015 Last Updated on August 12, 2015 AuthorEvilwriterEurope, LithuaniaAboutJust a simple reader/writer who loves watch intriguing plot scenarios, gender doesn't matter. more..Writing
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