Purple dreams of red and blue
As the sun sets and follows through
I know it always ends the same
To journey on without the fame
For evil lurks beyond each bend
And I know I will not find a peaceful end
The fight's the thing that lasts
It will always be to my final gasp
I can't forget why I'm here
The message in my head is quite clear
So I travel west to beyond the sun
Til I reach the final showdown and it will be done.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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