My Dark LordA Poem by Tarry FranckMy Dark Lord I seek thee Spread your dark wings To comfort me You will find me on bended knee, With tears in hand I await the sound of the wings of thunder To raise me From the spell I am under, As I hear your wings beating I rise It's you My Dark Lord No longer do I have to feel the need to hide, I grasp your wing and climb upon Where you take me I know there will be dusk and dawn, We will revel in each others embraces My Dark Lord, I thank thee For you are my saving grace.
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10 Reviews Added on June 2, 2013 Last Updated on June 26, 2013 AuthorTarry FranckLA, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutOnce upon life...there was time more..Writing
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