History brought to you.

Down the valley
Peaks of up to
He had to go to the left -
From my arms
History brought to you!

listen ,listen
I was just a bridge for you
 Battlefield
The insurmountable gap!

Now the empty peaks, death – made in the valleys
Bridge those finely woven gold stars – a bit
Desert
Fruitless
Lonely one, have been released here – I The bridge body

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  • LOVELYHONEY on Oct 16, 2010

    u look like a soldier
    all forlorn
    as the day break
    so does dawn

    and i can smell the mist
    on the lawns of time ,
    those lonely moments
    when none besides
    strides,
    as they once did,
    when you did ride,
    now the dawn beacons you
    to dream of hopefully
    of another morn
    alas then twill be twilight ,
    once again a
    nd a new life within you
    shall be reborn
    as another dawn

  • lovestar on Oct 19, 2010

    nice too i can smell

  • Nina Mason on Oct 27, 2010

    Nice writing keep up the great work!

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