Dark Ages

Folder: 
Pretense

Veins of flowing passions,

Course brightly through flaming actions,

A thriving result of life's burning endeavors,


That which is brought about by self-ramification,
Is concequence soon reduced to spite,
and regrets that come to be known when in the light,

Taking action under the sun or forethought through the night,


The results never come down to the victor,

It's a requiem of the slightest caliber,

 

The beginnings of a new end,

The supremes of another reign,

The release of mortal constraints,
Are obstacles set in place,
So that one overcomes their own ,
In hopes that they to are convinced to t
ravel beyond the unknowns.

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