12-07-2013, 06:53 PM | #1 |
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throne away.
Words whipped together, slaves to the pages
Eye lash an ink splash—the wave that invades us A master of the craft? Or a chapter from the past? Sweat and tears reared an empire for the ages I siege to seize them, breathe in and free them— A continent of consonants, my legion of demons The letters are unfettered, bathed in a cadence Of unchained melodies, bars from their cages A blade to its skin—showered a page with a pen Cut across the surface, birth the stains from within I read chivalry's dead, to knight is gone today Rise to see the son who'll put me in my grave— Prince and a pauper, all the paper stones to play Kingdom comes crumpled up and throne away. |
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