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a poem i wrote but it aint my strength
June 2, 2008the poem i wrote but poetry ain't my strength but i thought I'll give it a go enjoy
We walked together hand in hand through the darkland. We passed the crimson river which flowed like blood through the mortal veins with an eerie glow of a moon on a misty noon it did give me a fright yet she comforted me like a mother to a new born babe.
We passed where the ghouls and howl nice and slow in the bitter marsh where the Mopoke owls sing their song of woe a mist of silver light came fourth and wrapped it's self around our legs and melted around us two like liquid felt.
We quickly entered a cave that twas cold as the grave,haveith she not been there with me i would've been lost like a lonely ghost with no host.
She lead me through the twisted caverns which art havens for ravens and daemons our journey ended quickly in her black crystal palace where i twas mended and given a bed for an eternity of grateful rest which is the very gift for the sleepless dead.