30 October, 2011

Winter

Again it’s that time of year

When all the kids come to hear

Of the good heroes that overcome the bad.

And I sit here all glum and sad.

It wasn’t supposed to be the same,

But who’s here to blame?

The dark prevails the good,

To become oblivious I throw up my hood.

Who can I say is right?

Is it even worth the fight?

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