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Mistake of the Drowning Horde

Flash of rage, flash of malice

Drink deep from amber’s chalice

Blackened flesh, browning bones

Steps away but never home

 

Bloody drips, screams unhearing

This can seem too endearing

Tales of grief, tales of sorrow

My mistake left to wallow

 

Vanquished foe, by tooth and bone

These mistakes I’ve been shown

Woeless you, left to the never

My mistake was this endeavor

 

Pity me, my drowning horde

Parted from me on my own accord

Flash of red, flash of yellow

Green is gone and blue to follow

 

© 2015 by RICHARD STOREY.

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