It's been a while since we had a poem, no? Then let's get one out there. Short, sweet, to the point.
And dedicated to the Heartless.
Enjoy and review!
Them
I tell you, I hear them.
They shuffle along with the wind.
Their numbers shake the very ground.
I see their yellow eyes in the dark,
Glinting.
Yearning.
Seething for my heart,
And your's, too.
Trust me when I say
That I hear them.
They will not be quiet about it.
They will not be stopped.
We will not sate their hunger.
You and I ...
We will know pain.
I tell you, I hear them.
They are coming ...
May the Love of Anuwëy guide you when all Hope is lost
TorNathan
