What was the start of all this ?
When did the cogs of fate begin to turn ?
Perhaps it is impossible to grasp that answer now,
From deep within the flow of time ...
But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves ...
Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies ...
An extract from a game opening. I'm not one who enjoys poems, but somehow I like this one a lot, I dunno why....
Anyone can guess where this short verse was extracted from ? :P
3 comments:
wah.. not bad, nice poem but i don kno fr which game cuz i don play games :p
what game is it?
Where's the fun if I were to tell you guys the source :p
Will be revealed in my next post, kekeke :p
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