Fighting

Fighting

A Poem by Rayne
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This peom came from a dream I had. I put it down on paper.

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Fire Everywhere
Fighing inside the fire
I lie in the fire
Taking my last dying breath
Covered in my blood and others
Everything fighting, Everybody wounded
How did we get here? Why are we fighting?
Vampires, Werewolves, Legions, Grim Reapers, Greek Gods and Godesses, Titans, Witches, and chosen humans all fighting
Father and Oliver standing over me
Crying cause they are about to lose their child
Father holding my bloody and limp body 
Oliver protecting and killing any who try to harm us
The white light is trying to consume my soul
Light so beautiful and over powering
If I had one wish I wish the fighting would end
Fathers become angry, Now they team as one.
Fathers destory everything that gets in their way.
Fathers fight to kill all evil.
All titans stop and look at the two
charging towards them
Fathers outnumbered by titans
The two fight as one killing most of them.
One titan sneaks behind them
Taking two swords out of the sheaths.
Stabbing both of them at the same time
Fathers fall to the ground dying in the fire.
All this fighing in vain.
All for nothing and all for one.
So much destroyed in so little time
So much dying in so little time
So many kinds suffered so much pain from seeing all their friends die
All humans now know that every mythical creature is real
So many humans died in the crossfire.
Almost everything on earth destroyed.
Im lying in the between world of Earth and Heaven. No where to go.
While here I watch as earth is destroyed and soon to become nothing but dust.

© 2010 Rayne


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Rayne
Rayne

Hoagland , IN



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