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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The sun was setting, as it usually does The town a ghost town, the main street all but silenced The wind blowing leaves and dreams to and fro The tension in the air was palpable The few souls about all peering out shuttered windows When in from the west, came a storm Her name was Serena Storm, They shivered in her wake, the poetess of dead lovers Then over to the east side, riding in slow and steady The grim reaper or so it seemed, hollowed eyes Dead soul and dark mind, his side arm at the ready The greatest duel in history, right here In the town of Nowhere The setting sun reflected of her dark long coat The last tear drop, falling to its death in the dust She stared ahead, face blank Daring, with a glare, shoot me, shoot me, try He dismounted his horse, called Heartless Soul His eyes slits, staring down the curvaceous storm pacing untoward His hand inside his coat, slowly pulling out a mickey He belted down a shot or three, In the town of nowhere They both paced, hands at their side Closer and closer, the saloon keeper Not quite sure his bottle would be paid in full Then as quickly at the sun set…… Vaso drew first. The finest long black quill one ever saw His other hand dropped his bottle Magically a writing pad appeared Serena drew second, pen at her side The color of blood, and for good reason She too tablet in hand, putting ink to paper As they both furiously wrote In the town of Nowhere Hearts were murdered The meaning of life was hanged not long after Love was beheaded The main street a river of blood A storm of tears washing away crimson desires An empty vassal, Vaso’s insides already dead Dropping his pen, he pulled out his sword of mourning The duel to end, as he lopped off his own head She dropped paper and pen to the ground She faced down the grim reaper, and it’s he who is dead The only one to know, his name was Arthur King of the dark, ruler of lost dreams In the town of Nowhere The poetic duel of the century Both won and lost Long ago
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