The End is like a grain of sand Lost to the music of a band that plays the final note The tears froze on our goodbyes as we faces the blood-red sea We smiled for we saw, at last, that now the world was free Once again the jewelled piper mounted his trusty dragon steed He fought the Lords Of Chaos until his soul was finally freed We waved at him from way across the crystal shining sea he sung a poem and yelled to us "At last we all are free!"
Reason for writing:
I dunno, it came to me one night..
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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