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LOTR addiction!
The journey is weary,
The cold bitter,
The sprit withers,
How I long for heather.
Over the mountains we walk,
With the mountain we do not talk,
Yet she wispers heavy warnings that we cannot tell,
Until the Gandalf the Grey fell.
We carry on within ourselves,
The horror and hatred,
Of the wars and the journey,
To the gates of hell.
The beauty of Rivendell we left behind,
To Gondor we must find,
The King will return to the land,
And the One ring will be destroied.
The Ring is too strong,
I have held it too long,
Sam is not to know,
But I will not let you go,
My precious.
Last edited by Obi-Wan K'Lari; 03-09-2007 at 02:42 PM.
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