Trapped

Dark as day
Calm as night
A breeze to only pass you by
and in the wind
the voices sing
a taunting tale of torture
A maiden in dispair
a devious drangon in a pit of sorrow
locked her in his lair
a corpse she lay
in dying hands
those words unspoken said
" No more can you keep my heart,
now that i am dead"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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