Nighthunter
Really Really Experienced
- Joined
- Aug 8, 2001
- Posts
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We are called the wanderers.
across the world we roam.
searching for an answer,
looking for a Home.
I walk acros the wasteland.
From Dawn till Dusk.
Tears from mine eyes.
Turning into dust.
Blood from torn feet,
staining rock so red.
Never finding peace,
atlast i shall fall dead.
For I am the Nomad,
along this land I roam.
Seeking for forgiveness
Questing for a Home.
At night I walk the Street.
Sweating in the cold,
shivvering in the heat.
Looking from my alleyway,
at the ppl that i see.
They seem to have everything.
Can that not be me?
Heartbeat is slowing,
sight fading fast.
perhaps i can rest,
When i have breathed my last.
For I am the Vagrant.
through street and alley I roam.
Trying to find Tomorrow.
longing for a home.
Stories of hatred.
stories of strife.
This is all I see,
through my painful life.
This is the song of all Wanderers.
Cursed for eternity to roam.
Never finding what they seek.
Never reaching home.
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Feedback please?
across the world we roam.
searching for an answer,
looking for a Home.
I walk acros the wasteland.
From Dawn till Dusk.
Tears from mine eyes.
Turning into dust.
Blood from torn feet,
staining rock so red.
Never finding peace,
atlast i shall fall dead.
For I am the Nomad,
along this land I roam.
Seeking for forgiveness
Questing for a Home.
At night I walk the Street.
Sweating in the cold,
shivvering in the heat.
Looking from my alleyway,
at the ppl that i see.
They seem to have everything.
Can that not be me?
Heartbeat is slowing,
sight fading fast.
perhaps i can rest,
When i have breathed my last.
For I am the Vagrant.
through street and alley I roam.
Trying to find Tomorrow.
longing for a home.
Stories of hatred.
stories of strife.
This is all I see,
through my painful life.
This is the song of all Wanderers.
Cursed for eternity to roam.
Never finding what they seek.
Never reaching home.
____________________________________________________
Feedback please?