poemranker ::TimeShifter by DreamMachine

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Free verse № 59500

TimeShifter

Member since 2002 · Posted 5 Aug 2003 · 1 comment

I am the DarkOne, A Loner with the Unknown Name, I am the Chosen, And the Chooser, For I am he who picks the Game, And those who stand before me, Know I am the Warrior of the Light, Shrouded vs the Darkness, Called unto, I remain out of Sight, And All those who trespass against, Shall parish before thee, Tis your depth of ingnorance at once, For if you are not with, As my powers are Emmense, From within is your fate, And twas awoken from within With a quick-flash of Light, As my sword has struck, Without you knowing the touch, So it has against You, Cus your death today, Was tomarrows untimely luck

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[7] http://mulberryfairy 6-Aug-03/7:12 PM Reply
Did you mean to play on the word "perish" by misspelling it as parish? If so, I approve. But you should fix the spelling of ignorance to make parish look more purposeful.