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dark forces

The overcast sky of purity

What grips the air and the fabric of time
 
Slithers and twists its way from light
 
Its beacon crass and cursing bland
 
Steady and static, faceless and stale
 
Its course meandering its faith curt
 
Its stability cocooned, stalwarts alert
 
A magnetic draw, a torrent of will
 
Pernicious dark forces dwell cold, still

(2013)

Just a poem about how dark forces try to influence good intentions

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Préféré par...
Cory Garcia
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