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"The Follower"
0 reviewsa poem i wrote that takes place during the time of lucifer's fall from heaven. it is written in the POV of one of the angels that joined his cause. reveiw it and let me know what you think!
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His wings glowed white ivory
His hair shone like spun gold
His dark eyes told a story
Of numerous battles bold
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Half sick of wars wrought with blood and shadow
He cried out in anguish and wept
He finally lay down his silver bow
And looked on with regret as his foes slept
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He gazed upon their faces
The friends he had fought
He longed to erase this
The destruction he had wrought
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He regretted his choice
He had not chosen well
Throughout the heavens rang a voice
He wept as he fell
He regretted his choice
He had not chosen well…
His hair shone like spun gold
His dark eyes told a story
Of numerous battles bold
~+~
Half sick of wars wrought with blood and shadow
He cried out in anguish and wept
He finally lay down his silver bow
And looked on with regret as his foes slept
~+~
He gazed upon their faces
The friends he had fought
He longed to erase this
The destruction he had wrought
~+~
He regretted his choice
He had not chosen well
Throughout the heavens rang a voice
He wept as he fell
He regretted his choice
He had not chosen well…
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