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The long gold doors slid open before him.

There lied the throne of his king.

He kneeled before him as do all traitors do

His king rose and dispatched him of his pearly white wings.

Shamed and forgotten this tattered soul ventured forth

The pain in his soul only matched the scars of his past

The lies, the hurt, the tears, the sin

Only his king could forgive

Yet he cast them out...

"Alone have I come in this world and alone shall I leave"
©2006-2009 ~flame-fist
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i dont know why i do have the things I do.

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Wow, that was really goood. Yor language fits the environment and the poem is emotive in its story. I have no critcisms i think its perfect.:sun:

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"They both savored the strange warm glow of being much more ignorant than ordinary people, who were ignorant of only ordinary things." - Terry Pratchett
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thanks

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