Shattered
It is a curse spreading
Strong as it may be
Terrorizing parts unknown to me
Making it's way, feeling things never dreamed
Pain coincides here
Sewing in and out
Weaving, Permanently
It stands while I tremble
Nothing holds but measures of grief
Things of past realm here
I make no more peace
End It is for my Shattered Realm
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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