The One Ring by Elivrien
I take a breath
My first to breathe
I produce death
My destiny
My master sings
I feel the joy
Of many things
That I destroy
I feel the power
Flood through my band
This is my hour
When on this hand
The bond is cut
My reign is pruned
I wait and watch but
hear no tune
I must await
The master’s call
I feel my fate
I feel a draw
If I can fin’lly
Be returned
To my own kind
I shall not burn
With un-told lust
And evil schemes
Here in the dust
Amid the leaves
An echoed sound
I take a breath
I have been found
I exhale…death.
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That is so
That is so perfect! 🙂