
This poem is about cherishing history, fame and the dawn. Reviews are welcome.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry/Angst - Words: 51 - Published: 01-21-13 - Status: Complete - id: 3094005
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Faded Jaded Glory
Afterbirth
Taste the bloody rains of this life
History is made everyday
ON the brink of a new beginning
May the dawn never die
A cloud of misery and mystery surrounds the future
Godspeed and goodluck with everything
Infinite small nine days' wonder
Cold gentle bruised blessed hands
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