Poems from kallienelson
A world once beautiful,
Now dreary and pained,
The grass still grows,
But dead the living stay,
Trees aech up to touch the sky,
And down...
In the shadow of a rainy night,
A clock it then strikes twelve,
The desolation there abides,
In the little town.
A bigger city,
Just...
He sits upon his lofty throne,
with a crown all rusty gold;
Watching darkness all around;
Empty halls, lit no more, all joy gone.
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