Grieve not… alone in the blinding darkness of the night…
for we may all travel far by morning, in our quest for the Light,
so that when our story ends,
we can begin another Holy War,
from ashes to ashes,
our journey through the Dark may bear light within itself,
when it is lost in the first beams of Twilight forever…
and after all, the story book will come to a close,
Gone will be the memories and the time,
Again; things to remember, places to go
———
a poem of my own, scribbled down in one of my darkest nights…
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Grieve not… alone in the blinding darkness of the night…
for we may all travel far by morning, in our quest for the Light,
so that when our story ends,
we can begin another Holy War,
from ashes to ashes,
our journey through the Dark may bear light within itself,
when it is lost in the first beams of Twilight forever…
and after all, the story book will come to a close,
Gone will be the memories and the time,
Again; things to remember, places to go
———
a poem of my own, scribbled down in one of my darkest nights…
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