The fog and the snow
rise and fall for the mighty soul
on knees blackened with soot and coal
strong will and a fearful bow
he will once more stand erect
for every bosom beats his way
earthlings distance is but in your head
and time its measure
failure is inevitable
how the mighty have fallen
history is but the truth of the past
the sun will rise yet again
for hope is never lost.
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Well-written girl!
I wish it was longer.. like i said u dint exploit your style!! the first stanza ia outstanding, superb imagery.. last one is good too..enjoy!
explosive!!!
I second that with a vengence
Short and powerful...
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