My Heart Is a Deafening Tyrant
My heart is a deafening tyrant
Eager to bring its horde to bear
At Waterloo .
Crushing what little resistance
I offer in hasty retreat
No quarter given
No white flag flown
Once the carnage is complete
All that will remain
Is the echo of you
Copyright © Tomas Vincent Marra | Year Posted 2016
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