Before, your mind was fogged,
uncertain of your choice,
afraid of misstep.
Now that you harbor hate,
your mind finds its clarity.
Let your hatred deepen towards me,
a way to anchor your desires in life.
Ironically, in this twisted dance,
you still rely on me.
- M. Safrain
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mPoetry Unspoken
PoetryWhile the writing of the mPoetry series has reached perfection, the echoes of feelings within persist. giving birth to mPoetry Unspoken...
