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a silent shadow looming over an empty doorstep,
still specter of the night clothed in shades of grey,
the subtle creak of the floorboards,
the silent chill of an empty room once filled with laughter,
always ever inevitably on the horizon,
yet also close after foot,
living ever in its presence,
and yet still upon its arrival,
are we filled with dread and sorrow
still specter of the night clothed in shades of grey,
the subtle creak of the floorboards,
the silent chill of an empty room once filled with laughter,
always ever inevitably on the horizon,
yet also close after foot,
living ever in its presence,
and yet still upon its arrival,
are we filled with dread and sorrow
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Precious Thing
Beauty is a precious thing
How much are you truly willing to give?
To protect the rose struck in the middle of a busy road?
To find the diamond in a where lava flows?
To save the girl lock away in a tower?
To seek the pearl that lay in the sea of monsters?
To free a bird that dwell in a land where hunters are on the proll?
To use a gift to save a land from death?
Beauty is a precious thing
How much are you truly willing to give?
Literature
Dreamed a Little Dream
Dreamed a Little Dream
I am the river, still and tranquil, the moon creating diamonds of my surface.
I drift, and sift, brushing ever so softly against the sandy shore.
The soil so bibulous, porous, drinks me in with a purpose, of sustaining the life that it grows.
I seep around the rocks and the past, to be touched by something more.
The root of a tree finds what it needs, and participates in my potation.
I do not feel used, its much more mutualistic.
I nourish, it grows, then we both are witness to my transformation.
A vein in a leaf, I feel a cool breeze, and we dance apart, but together.
The sun shines through me and I feel it again, a ch
Literature
The Beauty within song
Griffen Hartley
2/11/17
The Beauty within song
Hey everyone Blade here this song was sung by Pierre in the very first nevertales, so without further a do here’s the song so enjoy:
Pierre: I must send my love away
Pierre: to protect her from my rage.
Pierre: The greatest price I must pay.
Pierre: Heart to heart, page by page,
Pierre: you must guard her from all harm.
Pierre: Please keep our angel safe and warm.
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