My Fellow
The Darkness consumes the day,
Then the beasts of the night come out to play,
We meet in the hallowed meadow,
We chose different fates my fellow,
Now our blades clashing,
While the rest of the world waits for the morning
The Darkness consumes the day,
Then the beasts of the night come out to play,
We meet in the hallowed meadow,
We chose different fates my fellow,
Now our blades clashing,
While the rest of the world waits for the morning
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This is a poem I wrote. I would like to hear what anyone thinks of it.
