Our Legacy

by Bryce Ellner   Sep 8, 2004


Black souls so far apart
Lying ever closer every day.
And those who think us awkward
Could not with stand the pain,
Knotted deep in our hearts.

Renegades of life are we
Over the very edge we bleed.
Sometimes not of this era
Everlasting darkness of Mother Terra.

Lift not our curses
E'er let our spirits dwell
Ghosts treading along these bitter verses
And through the darkest regions of Hell.
Can you see us in your dreams?
Your nightmare is our serene.

(Look at the first letter of every verse. They spell something ^_^)

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  • 20 years ago

    by Bryce Ellner

    Heh, yes, the Black Rose Legacy is our...hmm...how to say? Clan? Yeah that'll work. There may only be a few of us, but we'd all die for each other. Thanks for the comments.

    --Bryce~

  • 20 years ago

    by Jacki

    I would have never picked up on that, that was really clever, welll writtin too may I add ;) I loved the lines:
    And through the darkest regions of Hell.
    Can you see us in your dreams?
    Your nightmare is our serene.
    I thought that was amazing. Great Job Bryce, Great Job

  • 20 years ago

    by vanessarrr

    that was awesome, bryce! 'black legacy'. i couldn't have made an acronym (is that right?) poem that rhymes like that. you are so cool...
    take care:)

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