Dragging Spirits
Behind as I walk,
Shouting curses
With hate as I talk.
Leaving footprints
Of blood as I walk,
Crushing friendships,
To death as I talk.
I leave behind me,
Death and decay,
I destroy the lives,
Of friends, every day.
I kill and yell,
'Destroy them all!'
I turn to fight,
'Answer my call!'
I realize, I,
Have lost them all.
There's no more left,
None to fight with,
I'm out of things,
To break, and hit.
Dragging spirits
Behind as I walk,
Leaving feelings,
Of love as I talk.
Dragging knuckles
On ground as I walk,
Losing my life,
Each time that I talk.
-Lo Ruhamah
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