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Poem Details
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| Title: | Last stand |
| Author: | D |
| Date Submitted: | 5/5/2010 |
| Poem: |
On the outside looking in, feel like a stranger in my own town. not the puppeteer anymore, where''d my sheriff go? the purity now corrupt, as the light defends against the rising darkness. now on its last stand, the last blow struck straight to the heart. as the blackness floods through its open gate, crushes the last support. just another heart, so pure sewn in poisoned love. deserted by its warriors, void of supporters, too late this heart has lost the war. ... |