Where're those lucky days?
Praise of mine ...
I'm watching moon's raise,
Gold and wine.
There comes a thought of you!
I lift my shield.
Enough I have been through,
Had pain to wield.
I walk alone.
My summernights are peaceful.
Now they're more peaceful
Than they would be ...
I'm on my own
Enjoying moon and stars
Away from all the wars
I faught so I could see ...
(You ...)
Now I enjoy the quiet
To calm myself.
Inside of me a riot,
Raging dark elf.
Only my sanity
Fights my secret will,
Blaming the vanity.
A yearning to kill.
I walk alone.
My summernights are peaceful.
Now they're more peaceful
Than they would be ...
I'm on my own
Enjoying moon and stars
Away from all the wars
I faught so I could see ...
(You ...)
© Huorfern 16.07.2009
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Christina Thomas.
Published on e-Stories.org on 10.02.2010.
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