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|Got the idea of it while listening to the 'Resident Evil' soundtrack. LoL. Not my finest, though not my worst.||
The World is Cruel, the Daylight Gone,
As Darkness Plagues the sky.
The song of Freedom slowly Fades,
And all truth becomes a lie.
The line of Heros becomes to Short,
For all have Changed their side.
Their loyalty failed, evil prevailed,
And good were forced to hide.
Magic turned dark, death Does its part,
And all leaders convert.
From good to evil; light to dark,
To strong was the desire to hurt.
Their people follow, like sheep to a flock.
Losing all freewill and liberty,
Kindness and memories easily taken,
As if they wished not to be free.
Though one sheep took a different route,
She starts to stray away.
She wished to keep her dreams at night,
Though she was tortured in the day.
She still had hope in mankind,
And the good inside them all.
She insisted they were only blinded,
And that the evil soon shall fall.
She used her life to open the eyes,
Of any who would listen.
Though she was stripped of all her rights,
Her eyes would always glisten.
And though one day they took her down,
They stopped her heart from beating.
They couldn’t stop the truth she’d spread,
That now two more were leading…
|Poem: Mysticee||Poem: True Hero|
|Poem: Forever a Gypsy||Poem: Kingdoms Fighting|