Draft: The Beginning | Poetry (STEM)

Draft : The Beginning (#Battle)

Beauty of Melodies,

Conceiving Immense.

Jittery with Rage,

Gloomy or Eminence.

Quiet with a Cushion,

Night and Flash or Glance.

Desolation but bold,

No more Spoony defense.

Variation in Temper,

Act of Battle began,

Warmth of Head,

Lightning in Blaze.

Verdicted Map of step,

Preferring of Courage.

Minor is Inception,

Journey will be Amaze.

~ Relax

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