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A Warriors Tale
A Warriors Tale
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Friday, 21 October 2016
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Maligned by malady, echo not a word from thy lips.
Eyes bear witness to sorrow’s deed of one last sacrifice.
Tired hands , give courage and strength for one final blow, that will end the night.
Others I see have given a share of their life.
Inside the chamber of my heart I am spent.
An empty vessel , that no longer can feel warm in the light.
A cold connection shared, when I took his life.
From me, the taking of my heart was his counterstrike.
Forsaken I hath become, abandoned and cast to forgotten.
None shall seek to restore a smile I can no longer share, I will walk away. Nor allow any reach what he has inside me locked away. For in our final embrace I has seen his heart laid bare, and the horrors I must carry I can never share.

The task is complete the land is at peace. I dare not look inside I dare not peek. Its takes my last strength to pen these finals few thoughts to redress the many I have hurt.
I give my last token in amends, my last few words to you. I failed you, I am sorry...

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Matt Shadowsong posted @ 07:50 - Link - comments
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