RiotA Poem by heylelthis is a riot against my own name. we charge into battle on horses of flame. the flames die quick against the enemy’s boat, and all of their tears as we struggle to float. we gather again, swords raised high to claim, the childhood stolen by unending pain. but quick do we fall against them and our fear, for sorrow and guilt crawl forth from the rear. © 2016 heylelReviews
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StatsAuthorheylelAustraliaAboutWelcome to paradise, friends! My name is Eli, and I'm an aspiring author/poet. I will try my best to post here as often as I can. Feedback is greatly appreciated! more..Writing
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