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dreadnought
the dreadnought
his absence of hope
did not open the door for fear
only the dreadnought was left standing firmly in the coarse sand
the masses, slaughtered around him
but they feared the dreadnought
blood spraying and staining
every grain of sand and every small stone
the scorching sun's heat
could not stop the dreadnought
as his blade met the general’s coarse skin
the dreadnought struck him down where he stood
from that moment
he became the fearnaught
the boogeyman
the demon, the brute
the ghoul, the ghost
a man of many titles
as his armour protected his skin from the blood of his enemies,
his soul was forever stained
© cali meadows
his absence of hope
did not open the door for fear
only the dreadnought was left standing firmly in the coarse sand
the masses, slaughtered around him
but they feared the dreadnought
blood spraying and staining
every grain of sand and every small stone
the scorching sun's heat
could not stop the dreadnought
as his blade met the general’s coarse skin
the dreadnought struck him down where he stood
from that moment
he became the fearnaught
the boogeyman
the demon, the brute
the ghoul, the ghost
a man of many titles
as his armour protected his skin from the blood of his enemies,
his soul was forever stained
© cali meadows
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