Upon Broken Lands
The great blue canvas is swiftly painted
With the darkest shade of black.
And so it begins.
The sky screams with rage
As it rips itself apart
With jagged knives of light.
Bitter tears form angry missiles
Tearing down
Upon broken lands.
Stones cut through the air
Bruising the earth
As another scar is crafted.
Trees wave their arms frantically
As their spirits are slowly crushed.
Punched and shaken
By the roaring winds.
Twigs snap as branches fall
Bones crush as spirits shatter.
Pools of water
Become crimson lakes of death.
Amidst the battle
Two worlds have become one.
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well this is the first piece i've posted on YWS. Please let me know what you think. :]
