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Never again to float in the sky
They bled my wings and damned me away
Now it’s my turn to play

From what was fallen anew will rise
Spreading its arms to the sky
Beat now the drums of war
Onward to the home from which I was tore

My blade is drawn my shield held high
Curse those who damn me to die
When it is done may peace region
Let this wild rage be tame

Dark red fills the sky
All hail those to die
My rage and I cut strike my foe
Now begins the heartless woe

I perch on the ruin of what was once home
All that is left is ash and bone
With my hatred I lost it all
The world I knew was all that did fall
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The spoils of war

Contributed by Shadow on Tuesday, 17th February 2004 @ 09:46:13 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

They call me a fallen angel damned to die
Never again to float in the sky
They bled my wings and damned me away
Now it’s my turn to play

From what was fallen anew will rise
Spreading its arms to the sky
Beat now the drums of war
Onward to the home from which I was tore

My blade is drawn my shield held high
Curse those who damn me to die
When it is done may peace region
Let this wild rage be tame

Dark red fills the sky
All hail those to die
My rage and I cut strike my foe
Now begins the heartless woe

I perch on the ruin of what was once home
All that is left is ash and bone
With my hatred I lost it all
The world I knew was all that did fall

Copyright Â© Shadow ... [ 2004-02-17 21:46:13]
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Re: The spoils of war (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 17th February 2004 @ 10:49:14 PM AEST
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I know you have heard it before, but peace is only found through the act of forgiveness of our enemies. Only then can we find peace within ourselves and let our hearts rest easy. Not an easy accomplishment, I know, I have been down that road. But I can assure you that hate and bitterness will only destroy your life, not that of your enemy.

Rita

Re: The spoils of war (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 18th February 2004 @ 12:20:08 AM AEST
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Very well written. I enjoyed it a lot.

Re: The spoils of war (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Sunday, 22nd February 2004 @ 11:09:21 PM AEST
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I liked this something about it really hit me. I think it was the line structure. Very good w/e the case may be.

Bobo (Joel)

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