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Tuesday, 18 March 2014

The breeze in the air cools the sweat on my face

The breeze in the air cools the sweat on my face,
It's the deep plunge before the battle of rage.
Too many times have I ran in disgrace,
The time has come to break out of this cage.

Take a deep breath put your armour on,
You'll be living in fear until the battle is won.
The despair in your chest sounds within,
The silence of it all shows it's time to begin.

Don't clsose your eyes just draw your sword,
Clear your mind before you go.
Raise your shield to the wind,
Just in time to block the blow.

Weapons swing in every which way,
The blood of the mighty who fell to its game.
Singing along to the battles forte,
Few are the lucky not forced to play.

Fierce warriors set ablaze,
The fire spread among the clouds.
They found no heart within the beast,
Just a sacrificial crown.

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