Conviction Of The Loyal
The edge of adamantium seeps my blood,
Dreadful of an angel's star,
Fall upon my breathen comrade,
Peace I wish,
May come thus far.
Even in fear, I am convicted to my loyalty, and shall cast mine too.
Dreadful of an angel's star,
Fall upon my breathen comrade,
Peace I wish,
May come thus far.
Even in fear, I am convicted to my loyalty, and shall cast mine too.
posted by Renaissance at 1:26 AM
1 Comments:
Such panache in a short poem, fascinating indeed.
Though I think you should be working more on your Romanticism aspect.
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