Qna333 - The Novice

He holds the world
Deep inside his palms
He's slowly waking
From the dream so it seem
The hour glass is running out of sand
He hears the voice
Running to his aid
Running this low on blood bleeding through blade
Filled with love left this fool dismayed
Tears fall from his face
Visions of his last regret replay in his mind
Contemplating on what he could've done
It's to late
The damage been done
He walks through darkness slipping away from light
We are no more
We're not in his sight
The Novice lays here to Today

Written by:
Qadier Andrews

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