A Ballad for Death

A compilation of the first 500 poems I ever wrote.
I write in my free time accross different styles and themes, sometimes there are reasons to what I write and sometimes there are not, but I always try to follow my inspiration.
Enjoy.

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358. The night is bright

The day was cold, empty and grey

But on this night I feel alright,

All I did was wander and stray,

Just walk away, far out of sight,

For in those lonely moments when

All I do is wonder and pray

Sadly I feel like I betray

The sacred oath I swore back then,

Thus I run, fly and leave this land

And look for a place where to stand,

If I ever reach this enclave

Tell them I am no more a slave…

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