Awakening
Finally, I snarl
My fangs bared against unjust trials
The beast beneath me moves
Righteous purpose rejecting all false power
The light of my soul shining
In crushing splendor
The vessel of destruction falls
And my crown grows
The line blurs beneath my resolution
And heaven parts beneath my gaze
All to free
The one I love
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Naegiri13
Most of my stuff is inspired by some of the very somber anti-war poems written after WW1. Others can be on a whim or based off fictional works.
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