THE ARRIVALA Poem by CrusaderscrossWhispering scent of black earth
Fleeing towards the begone Feeling the trembling fears Always present when the pain is gone Bewitched by everlasting happiness But never completely safe From the darkened sky comes death No pity is offered Cold shivers engulf the space There is no here There is no more me © 2010 Crusaderscross |
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