the sword i bear, it falls to the ground
blade's clinking on the stone
as blood drips from open wounds
falling on my knees as i beg for one last breath
the fight ive lost, it had cost my life
though with a smile i shall fall
i had done all that stood in my power
and it was all i ever wanted to give
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poems.
Poetryi love writing poems, i hope you like reading them too. constructive criticism is greatly appreciated <3 they might contain heavier topic like (implied) s/h, death, etc, so be cautious reading this book if things like that trigger you, though i will...
