DragonWyngs - Crusade
Crusade

Faces dance
A dream half remembered
Voices from the past
Confusion full mast

Waiting in the revelry
Recognition at a glance
Hopes pass fleeting
A heart lies bleeding

An outlet to find
Lost in the night
A blade without malice
To fill an empty chalice

DW
© 10-8-03





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