Blood Rains By: Vance Seagle
Once in silent steps
There came the devil's blade plunged deep.
The shock of it, as blood spilled forth
Was sharp as fear's own scythe could reap.
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It cut through skin, sinew and bone,
Beyond the heart, deep to the soul.
Gripping the very essence of death
I felt all love could not make whole
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As never ceases to amaze,
In the midst of trials they come.
I still can see their torches high,
God's warriors marched sung forth by drums.
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Now as the battle dims and fades
The dryness of solitude clings.
Still embers fall, not yet found cold
And their echoed shouts still heard to ring
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We shall not leave, the love, the pain
Forever soaked by fear's blood rains
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