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Alone he stood on broken statues of stone,
No one else, he stood alone.
And looked upon that which he had wrought
The terror in his people's hearts
The legends all been ripped apart
His broken sword lay at his side
His thoughts strayed only at one place
to perish, or to live; or die?
And so he looked for one last time
Before he fell, lightly like a leaf, to earth,
And no one heard of him again,
Besides the voices of the dead.
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- by Proteragon |
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- Title: Pain
- Artist: Proteragon
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Description:
This poem is about the "PAIN" he felt.
Read it to understand.
1st Entry (I'm a newbie to this)
This poem is copyrighted. - Date: 05/19/2009
- Tags: pain fantasy
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Comments (7 Comments)
- dmk87 - 05/20/2009
- very good 5/5
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- Proteragon - 05/20/2009
- no its not from some poetic book or Brisingr and I've never read Lord of the Rings.
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- dragongirl209 - 05/19/2009
- It sounds like something from Lord of the Rings.
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- fawkes03 - 05/19/2009
- is that from brisingir or some poetic book
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- miki_33 - 05/19/2009
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OMG CHRIS THIS IS REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY GOOD I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! smile
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- Proteragon - 05/19/2009
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Also you can go here
http://www.gaiaonline.com/forum/chatterbox/five-hundred-and-fifty-gaians/t.50063809/ - Report As Spam
- Proteragon - 05/19/2009
- I fixed it is it good now. (I think so.)
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