#2 of poem fate
Over a river of blood a demon speak's a cruse of hell fire. For the clouds to brust open with death rain from the sea's of hell. To take all man love ones away. But if the angle of bless shall hear there cry. She will reunite them back as one. So they can share there love till the end of there days.
a dark night showen away by the blessed moon light.in it rays a white wolf perfect in every way. from it muzzle erupts a soung of life. light but strong a howl of heavens delight. traveling throgh the mountain way for all to be sothed by it grace. the...
when light as died.when time as lied.were do are lifes take there stand. for the darkness i hear tells of death ideal. to slowly steal bit by bit of the world soul. for the gods of bless as died. and left us bare. to be taken by the evil wind. to our...
FoxS as white as snow. As betiful as a rose. Foxs as red as fire as fierce as time. A beast of lust for love. As elegant as a lily in the sea breez. As clever as a master of life. A fox breed so it be . may it thrive to the end of time as a animal of...