Somewhere That Time Has ForgottenA Poem by ObscurityNoneAnother Quatern.Somewhere that time has forgotten The will-o’-the-wisp in
a trance Shone through the fog of that dark land Act as ones guide, and ones reaper Apparitions appear for naught Somewhere that time has forgotten As welcoming as a hearth fire Those who fall, I do not aspire Dip into the cooling waters A test of fate, for death you’ll meet Somewhere that time has forgotten You cannot escape, of their grasp From up above of those that soar To down below on marshland floor You will meet your untimely end Somewhere that time has forgotten © 2012 ObscurityNoneAuthor's Note
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