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the sorcerers pain
the sorcerers pain
has waned, now
but once was so strong
I invented the name
long days, long gone
but never dispelled
I no longer fear hell
gods pale in my gaze
and maidens they blush
at touch of my whim
blood pressures rise
resistances dim
the witch, the vamp, just spirits akin
at least I've begun to grow into my skin
in this life and any other... Trust your instincts, do a barrel roll.
has waned, now
but once was so strong
I invented the name
long days, long gone
but never dispelled
I no longer fear hell
gods pale in my gaze
and maidens they blush
at touch of my whim
blood pressures rise
resistances dim
the witch, the vamp, just spirits akin
at least I've begun to grow into my skin
in this life and any other... Trust your instincts, do a barrel roll.
Published 16th Jul 2014
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Anonymous
1st Apr 2015 8:46pm
Much enjoyed this poem,somehow it made me think of a jest preforming at a kings court,creative flow of words.
