the other past....
by Greg Rogers
....and where is my shield maiden to stand beside me in this battle of life living in these times of strife that are brought apon us by others in power who tower the way with their shadows of pain where is my shield maiden to lay beside me during these times of rain keeping warm the light and the life the cold put to sway where is my shield maiden to hold my soul within hers mixing the worlds together joining the pieces that grow apart as time grows on and the world moves on to older ways of greying hair....
Posted on 05/13/13
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