This kind of energy is entirely new
It could lead to a different road to a different kind of love
I hope this time I can finally take in the view
I never planned on this path leading me to you
What I have to offer may never be enough
This is a fresh taste of battery renewed
Revived and reanimated through and through
This feeling reignites the diamond from the rough
This passion restored is long overdue
I've had to separate the lies from what is true
But you represent all that I can't get enough of
This is a power re-awoken with so much more left to do
A spirit that lay dying that only recently regrew
I had to manage this glass surface and remake it rough
These renovated pieces have fused back into one instead of two
A raw and unfiltered chance at the start anew
This recovered spark gave birth to all of the above
These fragile wings can now fly after they no longer flew
My strength is now revitalized all thanks to you
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Anna Torres
I’m a 39-year old mother and student. I love reading, metal music, and writing. I have begun writing again since 2021
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Legion
We are Legion. We stand together, never alone. We crossed the Rubicon to conquer tyrannical Rome. We hammer the nails into the crosses of our enemies. Everyday is a battle where we fight to the death. We are warriors. We never fail, never fall. Killing machines, we see in the dark. We travel far and wide, prepared to defeat those who doubt us. To hell with the barbarians. We are Legion, powerful and strong. We unleash our fury. We are the victorious. We are the bloody executioners. We have come to endure. We have come to eliminate. Soldiers of war, the battles we fight that no one sees. We are one and nothing can strip of us of that. There's no where else left to roam. There's no one else left to defeat. Anywhere else, we've already been. There's nothing left to do but be brave.
By Anna Torres2 years ago in Poets
Getting Serious About Comedy (Part I)
If I were asked to remark on my life and the childhood that paved some road leading me to this point, I would have to say something about all the funny people who surrounded me for the last 26,872 days (and counting). Somewhere along that road, I became a big fan of laughter and the comedy that spawns it – and, I mean not only my own laughter, but the laughter of others, some of which I have actually been responsible for inducing.
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Gosh this was so freaking powerful! Loved your poem!