Rhystlynne's Writing: Gears Don't Waver (Poem)

[Rhystlynne]

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Gears are twisting, grinding, whirring
Never doubt the clock that’s turning

Life will leave with darkness brewing
Punishment for what you doing

Souls desert the troubled mind
problems, hate, together combined

Evil will rise like bubbles in water
Very choice few won’t waver or totter

They hold the Earth in the palm of their hand
Nothing can beat the good they have planned.

Though they will try, the lost ones right there
The plans will all fail in awful despair (hide spoiler)]

[em_panada]

Ooooooo.....

I am awed. Love it!!!

[Rhystlynne]

This one was fun!