I close my eyes
The pain is overtaking
Claws slash
Tails lash
My paws sticky with my own blood
Black dots dance
At the edges of my sight
My last thougth
Is of my mate
Stars dance across my vision
Piruetting with black spots
Swirling into shapes of loved ones
Dead and lost
My breath seems to tighten
My words seem to choke
I feel my last bit of pain
As I let the black overtake me
And welcome my demise
Into the stars
That was probably horrible.
- Silver
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Warriors Poetry
PoetryWe'll write beautiful poetry in this book, any admin is welcome. Come here to escape from reality and hear some welcoming and peaceful poetry.
