Bright Light - Dark Words
Poetry & Prose by Fyodor Lewis
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Fight to Win, Or Lose
I'm frozen in the Gorgon's stare
With sword and shield forgotten
Slow hunching limbs drag me to prison lair
A stagnant state made me rotten
Doom hovers, I'm darkly aware
Half screams in terror, while half does not care.
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