Slave of Misery
A Poem by lotrfanfreak
My face leaned against the bars that of the cell
I looked at this creature with much pity and harsh
All so many torments and secrets he could not tell
Days ago Estel brought him from the Dead Marsh
This creature brought to us, once bearing a band
None could ever know of his sadness and hurt
Yet, I feel bad for him, he was exiled from his land
And that is something that I will not feel, like dirt
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