Hey Hey Everyone, I would once again like to present another of my lame poems, This one is entitle Flood (C)

Here comes the water

All i knew and all i beleived, all crumbling images
that no longer comfort me, I scramble to reach higher ground
some order and sanity, or something to comfort me

So, i take what is mine, and hold what is mine
suffocate what is mine, and bury what's mine
Soon the water will come and claim what is mine
I must leave it behind
And climb to a new place now. . .

This ground is the rock i. . . .thought it to be !!

Thought i was high, thought i was free
thought i was there
divine destiny

I was wrong . . . This changes everything

The water is rising up on me
Thought the sun would come deliver me
but the truth has come to punish me instead

The ground is breaking down right under me
Cleanse and purge me. . .
in the water . . .

Well that's all! Hope you guys enjoyed it!
Malak
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Penned by my hand on the 25th of Phaestian, in the year 217 AF.