July 28, 2008 - 5:53am — Anzel
Shall my master bid me,
I shall strike her horn to toe
Antlers pierce the flesh upon me
Can't escape, I cannot go
I must get stronger still, she says,
I feel that I must hear
That all she says is right
So right, "You must be Queen, my dear."
And so the scars were painted
On my pelt, my brow, my nose
But nothing could compare
To all the scars I've yet to know
I met him, sleek in dappled pelt
With poppies by his ears
With kind, but saddened eyes
And with a heart so full of woe
One day, he disappeared,
And all my world had turned to pain
For the scars upon my flesh
Were nothing; this was not the same
I felt the antler's prong
Stab through my heart with ample grace
I had to go on through the stabbing
To hide it from my face
And when I saw him; oh, my heart,
It nearly took to flight
I chased him down, and what I saw
Was like a fatal blight
His legs were barely holding him
His frame was rattling, weak,
His voice was frail, cold, and broken,
But oh, to hear him speak...
Oh, Skokey, I have missed you so,
My sweet and kindly prince,
"I lo..." I whispered to him in his sleep,
I couldn't help but wince
"My sweet Skokey," she said beneath
The hum of fireflies,
"Please, never leave me, never go,"
And softly, Fenqua cries...
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I'm kind-of depressed right now, so I don't feel like reading it over, but I hope you liked it...*hides*
83 Thats really
-- Dannii <3
WANT That is so beautiful,
That is so beautiful, Anzel. <3
I love it. ^___^
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The Gentleman
The Rebel
The Immortal
Anzel, the emotion
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Awww, I really loved this...
Thanks Anzel! ^^ *nuzzle*
To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul
To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul
Sure, heh. *fix fix fix*
*fix fix fix*