Necromancer
By LiLDove
Call up a spirit But you can't hear it Toy with a ghost Soon to be its host Dance with a demon No longer a free man Go and draw your sword Attempt to capture dragons hoard But even as you ride on a beautiful white horse You fall in the mud, Things get worse In your mind and in your soul, goes up a wall Will you still catch me if I fall? There it goes, my silent cry Will you save me before I die? Written January 17th, 2002 © on Jan 17 2002 12:04 PM PST, K.M. Miller 18 • 0 • 13
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"Call up a spirit..."