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Knights dressed in tarnished bits of armor
Imaged toegther from past's ideas of destructive
Love once casting its curse upon many who now
Loathe the ever idea of the simplicity that nearly
Eternally took each of their hearts from ever
Remaining around long enough to fight battles for
Lives in which it is not too late, but that danger has
Opened its way to the minds of those who still
Remain in this everlasting battle to veer from possible
Death - fighting until the last armor rusts to its fall.
1 more stand - the battle that will tell the tales for years.
2 types of scars being the motivation; mental & physical.
3 chances out in the field in a final fight to the death.
Imaged toegther from past's ideas of destructive
Love once casting its curse upon many who now
Loathe the ever idea of the simplicity that nearly
Eternally took each of their hearts from ever
Remaining around long enough to fight battles for
Lives in which it is not too late, but that danger has
Opened its way to the minds of those who still
Remain in this everlasting battle to veer from possible
Death - fighting until the last armor rusts to its fall.
1 more stand - the battle that will tell the tales for years.
2 types of scars being the motivation; mental & physical.
3 chances out in the field in a final fight to the death.
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Escrtito #2 que te dedico.
Ya mi mente envenenada con tu persona ni siquiera puede recordar la razón del por qué estos sentimientos tan destructivos que siento por ti. Ni siquiera sé si tienen sentido mis palabras, cuando hablo de ti me siento como una loca enjaula. Mi locura es el amor que me provocas y mi jaula el deseo que no sacio. Me siento como una estúpida porque me tienes a tus pies y lo sabes, lo sabes porque mi actitud incontrolable te lo demostró. Hay algo que si recuerdo, aquel primer día de clases, aquel sol de 8am que encendía tu pelo color caramelo, aquella mirada profunda atrapada en el vidrio de tus lentes, las vuelta
Literature
The Journey
Beneath my skin, my veins pulse with desire
To know why I am here.
As I journey to find the answers to life,
I sail through the monotonous seas
That stretch forever beyond the horizon.
As my ship sails towards the dry land,
Mountains tower before me,
Filling me with both awe and intimidation.
But the mountains are eroding as time passes by,
Into merely fragments of what they once were.
I move my eyes and watch the glaciers
Melt slowly into rivers.
But even though they disappear,
They melt to provide water for all life on this planet.
You could say rivers are created by glaciers for a purpose.
I ponder those mountains and glac
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Mirrored
Where once the spirit did decline, It found no way to move ahead, The obstacles once bent, align And lead our heroine instead Onwards to a clearer place Where one can move at measured pace Not breakneck speed in panic's thrall Walk steady, strong, not falter - fall, She strides through that which render weak The bravest souls who conquer death And dares to face her foes and speak - "I'll never quell another breath, For I am not your enemy You merely see yourself in me."
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This poem is probably one of the best i have read here in deviantart. The passion for the life that it radiates it's significant. The meaning behind it so More than just a few simple words strike for the life fight and live till the end don't give up even if your enemies have stolen your love and your smile. Really really great poem love it. Next thing the language is very inspiring and strong also it has a great impact on the reader because it passes many messages than one. It is very realistic and the originality of it is spot on. Good job