The PrinceA Poem by Ink
D arkness crept over our lands a few sunlight to be seen
R aging winds race towards the castle unbuckling our doors A ngered man walked inside ,smelt of blood from his breath C loser he came to the throne, he cried "My home!" U ndefeated by many armies for he had nothing left to loose L anguid dreams and memories, no more tears to shed A n expensive deal he made with the devil, his soul was spent © 2018 Ink |
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Added on May 11, 2018 Last Updated on May 11, 2018 |