By wardicus
Dawn of day, the flickers of embers Running away From fate's chances. Feelings that last too late To care. Empty warehouses, doomed Men of ice Whom pay a toll, An unamable prize. Look out portholes, Stuffed with straw and dirt, Following an unknown worth game. Sapped of strength Written January 12th, 2002 © on Jan 15 2002 02:56 PM PST 0 • 10
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"Dawn of day, the flickers of embers..."
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"Dawn of day, the flickers of embers..." by wardicus
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