Suicidal Dread(intro to the Knight of all poetry)
By Night lord
Lost in a web of a jungle I stumble and fall broken. Only a bright light can save me. Through transparent clouds light burst forth the rain of suicidal dread. It cascades off my Dark purple cloak billowing in the wind, as I stand on the wet and muddy earth. Looking in all directions, I can only see and feel suicidal dread.This is simply an intro to another poem I wrote called The Knight of All poetry.. Written December 19th, 2001 © on Dec 19 2001 04:13 AM PST, Michael Jason Tester 18 • 0 • 13
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