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The Dark King hides within shadows and fiends;
Injured in a fight the world has never seen.

The White King stands on a pillar cracked;
Proud but wounded begins his final act.

Neither can live while the other survives;
Both Kings fall as the Final Battle arrives.

New dawn comes as the new Kings rise;
Painted in red by the Old Kings demise.
Along the bustling roads
And throughout town
I wander alone on the streets
Like a ghost among crowds

All around I see friends,
grouped together like families
Oh, right, I almost forgot
It’s nearly christmas eve

Look around, all the happy faces
Cheerful, excited, hopeful
Things without meaning
At least to me

They walk and talk
Run and hide and laugh
Blissfully unaware of the
Monochrome sky

Twilight, now
The road empty, the town quiet
I walk along the streets
Among the lost spirits and lonely shadows
One, two, three and four
Go and hide and hide you do
I find you and you start to run
And I chase and chase and chase
But you catch me before I can try

Then you pull me under
Under the waves
the ocean
Bring me to the place
I’ve never known
Show me wonders you see
And the freedom you feel

Wander, I do
Drift and drift
No goal in mind
Find something that I can hang from
Something I can climb
Maybe see the world from above
Or perhaps under the blinds

Fire from the hearth
All left is embers
A gental breeze
And the last warmth is gone
Replaced is the freezing cold
With the void that came along

Looking for a treasure
A gift with wings
One that can set me free
On which where hope's alight

Finally  I
Found it utop a tree
A necklece of rope
And the courage to fly
I really don't know how to do tags :/
Neroxes Zephyrus Jun 2019
Perhaps,
sometimes,
we need some space,
slience,
some time alone.
But yet,
everytime I ask,
they laugh,
and laugh,
and jeeringly ask,
'What's wrong?'
Maybe I don't want to talk,
Maybe I don't need to talk;
Perhaps,
sometimes,
we just need space.
Neroxes Zephyrus May 2019
In the time of darkness,
The light remains.
Perhaps a flicker,
Almost in vain.
The hope it still gives,
The path it shows;
Even on the dawn of new eve,
Where the world nearly froze.
Neither can survive,
While the other dies.
The double-edged sword lives,
Thrives in deceit and lies;
But no one can stop
As the worlds collide.
Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise
Neroxes Zephyrus Feb 2019
Untold secrets and untold lies,
They thrive and live and die.
Withered and forgotten,
Waiting to get rotten.
With thousands underneath,
Truth is just as incomplete.

Layers of dust and dirt,
Simply to cover up the hurt.
Is there anything we know,
Other than the ones we're told?
How do we truly breathe,
When this world is full of deceit?
Neroxes Zephyrus Feb 2019
The restless souls
Dark and cold

Deep below ground
Secrets are found

Where memories sleep
The past shall reap
A prophecy for a story I am working on.
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