This was a fantasy poem written for school a year or two ago.

Griffin Tears

The rumbling mountains sing his song

Brown on golden, feathers on fur

So many rights so many wrongs

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The blood of legends flows to Earth

Golden eyes with reddened streaks

To caves his fate to always usurp

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Wretched treasure, cursed by fate

Wisdom shunned and forgotten

Poisoned with the past's hate

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Death of spirit, feel my woes

Shattered morals of olden years

The waterfall forgotten flows

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Lightning, thunder, tempest heed

No soul, no heart of mortal ownership

Powered by wrong, hunger, and greed

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Ruby piles within his great hoard

Sapphires of wounded prides

Gone the days of owned by lords

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Whims do take the shape of he

Fantasy tears at the strings

Lost, no mortal eye can see

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Yet in the darkest stars appear

The egg has cracked, reveal! reveal!

Hold in his shining heaps most dear

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The scarlet red of roses blooms

Among the jewels that sparkle there

The destiny of he still looms

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For valleys lush and green portray

His emeralds short-lived beauty

His amber stones sunlit rays

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The end still grips the mortal's fears

His wonderful opals and stones

Slip like legends' falling tears

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The fancy lives are obsolete

The griffin cries his bitter tears

The tapestry is incomplete