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Array ( [sid] => 47642 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Ghost [time] => 2004-05-15 13:33:05 [hometext] => I have became what I hate the most. To the shadows i am bound now and forever.... [bodytext] => Tarnished and withered like a ghost
I slowly become what I hate the most
A shadow of war, fear, and pain
Never looking back at what I’ve slain

I ride on my horse once pure white
Whitened away in what was once might
My old fingers clutch my banner pale
This lets me know I will one day fail

I long for peace found not even in death
The darkness calls for my last breath
I lust for war my battle cry
Those damned spears will always fly

I’m old and tiered and can no longer fight
Yet I press on with all my might
Why can’t my sword drop to the ground
And the spirits send me to where I am bound
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Shadow [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Ghost

Contributed by Shadow on Saturday, 15th May 2004 @ 01:33:05 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Tarnished and withered like a ghost
I slowly become what I hate the most
A shadow of war, fear, and pain
Never looking back at what I’ve slain

I ride on my horse once pure white
Whitened away in what was once might
My old fingers clutch my banner pale
This lets me know I will one day fail

I long for peace found not even in death
The darkness calls for my last breath
I lust for war my battle cry
Those damned spears will always fly

I’m old and tiered and can no longer fight
Yet I press on with all my might
Why can’t my sword drop to the ground
And the spirits send me to where I am bound




Copyright © Shadow ... [ 2004-05-15 13:33:05]
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Re: Ghost (User Rating: 1 )
by poetrygodslove on Saturday, 15th May 2004 @ 01:57:15 PM AEST
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Pictured you upon the horse
with the sword in your hand
wanting to let it go
never to fight again.

I thought of this my friend
me walking over
and taking it from your hand
throwing it down
and say come down
you dont have to fight again.

good good write..sandy


Re: Ghost (User Rating: 1 )
by secretwind on Saturday, 15th May 2004 @ 03:11:33 PM AEST
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You capture the never ending battle quite well,good flow ,excellent write.




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