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I don't know where it came from.
By Winter Born
My vision goes fuzzy.
My RAGE held at bay.
My concentration lacking.
as with any other day.
Soon it will be dawn
The time of light.
My ancient enemy.
Will rise for the fight.
The cycle begins
Again and again.
Dark into light
Day into night.
Repeat and retry
Over and over.
I know the war is going.
I know I can't lie.
To see the cold ending...
It holds heat at bay
Sunlight is boring
Darkness will win the day!
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© 2007 deployed to hell
Published on Tuesday, March 27, 2007.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Wednesday, April 14, 2010, HeadpatSlut
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wrote:
It's good, I don't know what it is to go to war but I sure as hell know what it is to be on the edge like that, to be so close to death and darkness, you've done a wonderful job here, thanks for the write.
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On Wednesday, March 28, 2007, elisa
(1595) wrote:
focused and powerful.... and i love the way you tie the end.
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