Sword thingy
im not good at naming my poemsSee me here Take my fears With your spearsim not good at naming my poems
rip my tears Now my dear I see clear
Take this pain
That's in my brain Take it away So it to stay
Take it now outside of me I'll give you a bow But let me be
Shine your light Do it with might Light the way To another day Leave me again Until the end.
this has no tittleOnce I had what I now lackthis has no tittle
I want it back, but all I have is a tearful soul inside of me
My blinded eyes can barely see
My senses cant sense anymore
My lonely spirit now feels tore
My body is becoming weak
and i cant keep this in my mind
Happines my soul will seek
A whole new life i have to find.
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