Day 3
I was old in every way, In my olden days I was lone, I had no family whom I had been loved, Hence I am abandoned old and rusted, I am merely a tool who humans forged, But time was swift and I was forgotten, I was used and polished since times Immortal, Yet as I am laid on this cold slab of rock, I became just as cold, Was I truly so old to be forgotten, Even though I drank blood for prosperity sake, I now am living but just as cold as time. ⚔🗡🛡 If you wish please do share your thoughts.
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
This is beautiful... Like really...
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Time flows like the river... Just the right thought...
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