When the dragons grow to mighty to slay with pen or sword I grow tired of the battle and the storm I head toward when everywhere I turn is madness and there's no safe place in View you how Id love to treck my path homewards and stay awhile with you
When life becomes as empty and as cold as winter Skies there's a Beacon in the darkness behind a distant behind a pair of eyes in Vain they search for honor and in vain they search for truth these things can still be given for your love has shown me proof
©balkash
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