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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

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in darkness resting

wings furled

eyes closed

breath like thunder

rustling sigh

twitching limbs

she dreams of hunting

beneath her body

fridgid nothing

empty void

where gods go to die

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I really like this, thanks for posting!

 

It somewhat reminds me of a dragon slumbering, dreaming of the glory days. Very wistful and yet peaceful.

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*sits with head tilted sideways and stares at the poem*

Damn it, everyone says it's a dragon so now that's all I can think of! :P

 

Very nicely done though :)

I like it

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