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Dark Lord's Bane

Kind of a long poem, written a while ago, involves swords, tells a story(ish).

Created by Flaricia on Tuesday, September 30, 2008


Staring at the dark lord
I held me mighty sword
swinging and slashing
swords both clashing
arrows flew past my head
people hit soon were dead
I paid no attention
to the destruction
saving it all
for the strong, the tall
his sword came down
with mighty sound
echoing throughout
t'was a strong bout
I fell down, dazed
confused and phased
waiting for the final blow
waiting for the blood to flow
I did not care
about the air
where eagles flew
to my rescue
They flew down, low
before the blow
causing a distraction
for just a fraction
I grabbed my sword
and headed toward
the very dark lord
my helmet had dent
my shield was bent
my body battered
my hair tattered
I charged with a scream
and to me it did seem
to take a lot
to reach the spot
where he did stand
waving his hand
trying to shoo
the hullabaloo
I finally reached
the spot that was breeched
I swung my sword down
on top of his helm
he fell to the ground
with marvelous sound
I put my foot on his chest
to tell him I'm best
Then kicked him away
away he would stay
I stood proud
and shouted loud
that it was all done
the dark lord was gone
the people cheered with magnificent sound
the dark lord's bane was finally found.

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