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In the Shadow Valley; Ferocious Black Crows strike Like poisonous propaganda of Third ***** They circle around: Viciously striking Children at first sight- Leaving their frail body with ****** wounds! Black Crows nastily grin; Children cry; tears of fright. The Children’s spirit scarred with sinister sin. What will become of them? Innocence lost by this evil sickness. They are discarded like infected phlegm. Voice so powerless! Black Crows pure victims; The Children has tasted the world’s wickedness. Darkness now stronger; Lost in the wilderness of dark shadows, Will cruel corruption of evil conquer? In the dusky distance, The rod and staff glimmers- Black Crows tremble at the sight of its existence. A fire torch shimmers- Sparking hope; Children follow like sheep To the mystical luminous sight. Though wounds may be deep, Their soul shall heal with the Light.
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Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 7:53 AM UTC
Black Crows
In the Shadow Valley; Ferocious Black Crows strike Like poisonous propaganda of Third ***** They circle around: Viciously striking Children at first sight- Leaving their frail body with ****** wounds! Black Crows nastily grin; Children cry; tears of fright. The Children’s spirit scarred with sinister sin. What will become of them? Innocence lost by this evil sickness. They are discarded like infected phlegm. Voice so powerless! Black Crows pure victims; The Children has tasted the world’s wickedness. Darkness now stronger; Lost in the wilderness of dark shadows, Will cruel corruption of evil conquer? In the dusky distance, The rod and staff glimmers- Black Crows tremble at the sight of its existence. A fire torch shimmers- Sparking hope; Children follow like sheep To the mystical luminous sight. Though wounds may be deep, Their soul shall heal with the Light.
JoSwan
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28/F/Sydney
Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 7:53 AM UTC
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