A Bloody Sword in my HandA Poem by AshCatMy world, this place that’s all around me, can sometimes feel so dark and lonely, yes the absence of light, but still we have to fight ever upwards to find the light… to our place where the sun always shines, there’s a lot of sweat and tears, and so many unfaced fears…
now that you are finaly gone...
which held me back for many years, now I take my place in the sun; my life has truly begun....
I stand with a bloody sword in my hand... © 2008 AshCat |
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Added on November 11, 2008 Author
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