Tim Vallie Poems

A rider swiftly approaches, a horseman cloaked in black
His face shrouded in darkness, a scythe across on his back
He rides a pale stallion, it's hide hide decayed and dead
Mortal eyes can't penetrate the darkness of the hood o'er his head
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My poem is so creative
(I stole it from the internet)
I am so creative!
(And nobody has noticed yet)
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Vows once sacred broken, not a thing they meant
Secrets still unspoken, into darkness a Knight's descent
This once noble, holy man, now a shadow of his former form
Once sworn to justice and the light, now to darkness is he sworn
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The winter wind blows cold, and strong,
The days are short, the darkness long,
As icy storms seduce the night,
The fire is our only light,
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We are darkness, We are pain
We are death's eternal reign
We are Legion, demons' fire
We are mans darkest desire
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Through the city rides a Horseman, dressed from head to toe in black
His face shrouded in shadow, two blades strapped on his back
You can feel his gaze upon you, though his eyes you shall not see
He rides as swift as lightning, though ever silently
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No man has ever bested the Bloody Horseman War
Though many fools have tested his terrible swift sword
His sword alight with fire, blade bright as the sun
His fight is never finished, his battle never won
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I want nothing more than to shut these tires eyes
And drift slowly into darkness
To fall into the black of sleep where dreams lie
Deep within that darkness
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Walls smashed
Towers broken
A city turned ash
Nary a word was spoken
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Plumes of smoke reach like fingers toward the sky
The fiery hand of war descends upon the town
Screams of pain echo, asking “Why lord, why? ”
As the enemy does swiftly ride them down
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