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Warrior who loves God; commits Sin.

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The Gleaming Abyss

The Gleaming Abyss

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My life My master

I serve thee

I serve the light

But I do not bask in it

 

I am filled with darkness

Even though I long for the brightening shores

My sword, it comforts me

And carries memories of slain foes

 

My Master My life

Forgive me for what I have done

But vengeance is always necessary

Even if it is not the way of His children

 

Blood satin upon me

Blood stained on my hands

I wash it off, for the naked eye

But the inner mind sees it all

 

My life My master

They now haunt me and replace the demons

Not because of there evil

But because of their goodness

 

They bliss upon perfection

Of what they are and what they should be

I envy what I should be

And I hate what I am

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On July 16th 2007 numbbbb0z Said :
numbbbb0z IIIII LOOOVE THIS! Perfect imagery! Perfect set. Perfect dialogue. It's so artistic and abstract. Great one :D
On April 17th 2007 sonicfalcan Said :
sonicfalcan I like this poem a lot it has a lot emotion to it, and is well written.