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Landscape of Death
I look over the sea of white
Over a landscape of death
I must continue my journey
But, dare I disturb its beauty?
Time is at a stand still
Nothing moves, as I stand alone
Like the calm before the storm I can feel
Death's breath on my neck
The branches reach the sky
The fingers of creation
Will I make it passed this day?
The trees beg to differ
My fate seems clear here
As I look over the horizon
How come all I can see is pain?
How can destruction loom in this peace?
I know Death is coming
That's why I must continue
But I can bring my self to leave
Not now, I wish to stay longer
Why does this bring a smile to my face?
Perhaps I have finally found my grave?
What better place than a landscape of death
The white nothingness will soon take me to paradise.
But can I really give up?
Let Death take me and be done with it?
No my journey must continue
I wont give up and let Death take me so easily.
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A/N: This was an old poem of mine, and I just thought that it would fit. It can go for any one of the wolves, at least I think so.
VGT