Towards the Light
Standing Still in the Darkness.
with a false smile and grey eyes.
"Don't be afraid, But..
Stretch Your hand to Grab the Light.
The scratching Demons of souls,
The punctur'd and hol'd monsters; I stored
Heal the wound, the pus in eyes,
Stride strong to cut with a smile.
In fight for eons, got hit and,
bleed too deep.
Wear the scales of Dragon and
shine the ruby of your ivory sword.
I am now in the desert of despair
In the sea of sorrow I made
"one morning, when owl hoot,
I'll snatch life from your burdened grips"
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