Saturday, October 1, 2011

To the Ends of Time,No Gates are open to thee

So what am I now?
That has been caught Between Gates
Lost to another Century
Angrily Toiling Over what this Frayed
Frayed Body
Cannot Retrieve,See, Remember
Of those Past Glorious Days..........

What a Burden upon my heart
to See such turn like the Humans
Learn Fast and Fly

My Little Fire, Do Burn!
You not Have Much Time
Before all is Withered
And you Forever Mortal.........


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