By the lake - Poetry

Seemingly but a tad impulsive,
The second star,
In the distance,
Right on the lake,
And across it.

Return of the troops,
To see the lies,
To see the side of angels,
That shone brightly

Tempting offers from the evil,
An anomaly,
That lay hidden,
Visions of them dark days,
Flashing by the day.

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