Torn Soul

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By “ The Draconian “

Looking through torrent eyes, Darkness all around, Lightning breaks the horizon, Of what yet unfound. Striving through the emptiness, Barren wastelands of anger, Shattered by destruction, My own hand, The maker. Chasm deep, burning heart Liquid fire, streams apart. Crushing blows, torn of will, Seeking salvation, ever still. Time alone has no meaning Each & every second a feeling Torn to the icy winds Given to selfish whims Ever light breaks the night Sun fading, hear my plight Night of nights, clear from my sight Bright fresh, sight to see Living a life radiant to be Night of nights, away from my sight.

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