weee something i posted in the airinc forums.
the six of swords
white rushing waves set against
the mist of green sinful copper
the bronze statue
broken and his face forlorn
his gaze still proud and cutting the sky
his steed , fell and beloved ,
eyes that thirst for yesterday
his sword , already broken
yet the only gold set in the place of another heart
the black, visage of the precious
twisted in his final face to the world
his body already feel and limp
his hands the grip to the victor
yet. the victor carried the six of swords
white rushing waves set against
the mist of green sinful copper
the bronze statue
broken and his face forlorn
his gaze still proud and cutting the sky
his steed , fell and beloved ,
eyes that thirst for yesterday
his sword , already broken
yet the only gold set in the place of another heart
the black, visage of the precious
twisted in his final face to the world
his body already feel and limp
his hands the grip to the victor
yet. the victor carried the six of swords
posted by Wei Ming @ 1:42 AM
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