He Knew he Had it All
Well, I was bored...but heres a short oneshot poem thingy...enjoy!
He would fight with all his might,
to live to see the day,
when his brother and he would fight,
and he would have his way.
His brother would die,
But no
He wouldn't cry,
for he had no tears to give,
But he had a reason to live.
He gave him that reason,
the reason to be alive.
The reason to hate,
the reason for blood,
And now on this day,
he would forget it all.
So as he watched his brother fall,
He knew he had it all.
I know, its a really badly written poem, but I was bored and needed something to do, so I wrote this poem to you. Lol! I made a rhym! Ahem, sorry about that. But anyways, please review!!