RWITER

Broken Efalean rhymes,

Told to a poor human boy

Who dreamed.

Broken Efalean tales

Twisted, and destroyed,

Yet redeemed.

Everything always seemed

T be a tale for him

But when recruited,

And suited

In armor

Everything always seemed

To be hell for him.

Broken Efalean girl,

Sang to the wounded

And the broken.

Broken poor solider,

Was s surprised,

She’d never spoken.

Everything always seemed

To be a melody for her,

but when asked,

the prince’s task,

Of marriage

Everything always seemed

To be agony for her.

Broken efalean friends,

Never were meant to be;

Always heartbroken.

Broken efalean crititics

Read the tale and

Became heartbroken.

Everything always seemed

To be a connection for them,

But when departed,

They started

To be broken.

Everything always seemed

To be broken for them