The flaming spear roars through the sky with a calling of inferno.
It sinks into flesh and soul and wishes to burn.
Many fall, many do not stand up, I will not be one of them.
The cold demons will dance on the soil of ares as we fall, demons so dark, they glow.
Many will fall, I will not, I will fight, and stand to the end.
Time has changed us, has changed me, and it will serve us, serve me.
For we stand above the demons with power unheard of, it is our gift, our right.
I will not falter, weakness will bring death, and my heart,
my peoples hearts will not fall, for I shall hold them.
The mountain of many, the heart of one, gives strength to one of weak,
and they will fight. Many will die, many will fall, but I tell you now my friends, if we die,
we die free and unchained.
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I was bord and i couldnt go to sleep....(wich is almost everynight.)
so i conjerd this up lol.
What did you think
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For to stand above the demons with power unheard of , it is our "not are" gift our "not are" right
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that makes so much sense. Now i`m going to find out how to edit my posted poems.
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Very good
A very well written piec there is a couple places if I may help you with them
For we stand above the demons with power unheard of , it is our gift our right.
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Thank you, and yes i would love help=]
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