Crimson Fields

Crimson Fields

30 July 2016

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Haughty manes

Shake with the terror

Of ending

Dark clinging

To the remnants of the might

Keeping up the fight

 

Face the Fate

It is above Time

Ease the grip

Lest we slip

Into brink of nothingness

Scurrying the mice

 

They bathe us

In desperation

Crimson Fields

Power wields

Strength of receding darkness

Blast preceding ice

 

Reading of the poem: 

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