All is burned and scattered
My trust has been betrayed
The price of all that mattered
Is one that cannot be paid.
I have buried all of the dead
But they have not gone in vain
For all that I have suffered
I will bring them endless pain.
My heart has grown cold
And my soul has become numb
I will have my vengeance
Now see what I've become.
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Sorry it's short. I wrote this one in a hurry.
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YÙGEN; A Collection Of Poems
PoetryYùgen: (n) A profound awareness of the universe that triggers feelings too deep and mysterious for words. These are just some poems that I wrote, enjoy~
