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Last Stand At Twilight's End

Losing ground, darkness pushes us back, our light grows weak, helping the souls on Earth, is truly what we seek.

Guardians anointed at the beginning of time, it is our job to protect those who walk in the flesh, yet the very ones we swore to serve, constantly but their belief in us to the test.

Everyday less of them believe we really exists, yet the evil we protect them from, continually persists.

They embrace ways so evil, yet they still can not see, the sacrifices I give them, has taken a toll on me.

ronin67

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Started writing poetry officially in 1991, enjoy reading Edgar Allen Poe, reading and dissecting the Holy Bible, and listening to beautiful/inspiring people. Age has no bearing on creativity. Some of the most beautiful things come from those of much lesser age and life experiences. So listen to those young people!

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