FicWad

This is when the sky begins to fall, this is here.
This is when the stars begin to explode, this is there.
Light and dark will disagree and clash,
Forming this hazy twilight flash.
Lives will be taken and tears will be shed,
All across the skies that have been dyed red.
Who is our savior in the mind of this young child?
Her winds are reckless and her rivers run wild.
She is hopeless and unfaithful, she is worthless.
Her creations bleed from the tainted touch of her caress.
Never again will she attempt to save the ones she holds dear,
The warring on her lands feeds her fear.
Grey separates into black and white.
Will they forever fight?



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I used this poem in my story, I know.