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WarriorWhen the nights was a sea of darkness,Warrior by ~Leafy98
Stolen from Hell's own depths
When the meadows, in their starkness,
Welcomed a warrior's quite steps.
He came then, with his armour white,
His horse as black as his enemy's heart,
He came then, heard only by the night,
To tear his foe apart.
With his blade held high, up to the stars,
His legion lying defeated far ahead,
With the moonlight on his face to light his scars,
He marched into the Fields of the Dead.
He galloped within, into the looming grass,
His ghostly silhouette shimmering within its shade
He cantered forward, like a phantom of dread, but alas!
The mighty King had been betraye
DeathbedWhen I lie on my deathbed,Deathbed by ~Leafy98
I have no where else to go.
I have nothing I can do,
But stay in wait for you.
I have no one else to help me,
for God, you must be near
You must help me find my way
And help me loose my fear.
For God, I don't know where to be
Since I've lost all I've known
My pain and memory have failed me
And I lie in the soil where I was gladly sown.
And above me, on the crisp grass
Sits a freshly carved gravestone.
No name,no date no flowers
Just "R.I.P" alone.
So if you'd ask me for my last wish,
You would face my sorrow then.
For there is one thing I would like to ask,
"I don't want to live again."
FreddyWithin the gusts and gale on a mid-winter eveFreddy by ~Leafy98
Sits a boy who's thoughts are as clear as those in a new pensieve.
And he wears, with an 'F' stitched on it, a tattered sweater,
As he writes his lost twin a letter;
"The mirror talks to me, Freddy.
It keeps me going sane and steady.
And although I know I don't see what I do,
I'm too weak to tell myself it's not you,
Freddy,
It IS you"
Sta.sh
