Left in a nightmare
Frozen by your figure
That soon slinks away
Back to wretched lands
Where others meet demise
And piercing black eyes
I will not stand
You will not return
So I take us
And we fall far
To where hopelessness rests
Now your harm ceases
But my life ends
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Poetry
PoetryPoems I write because I decided not to make a million books! Some will stay as individual books though (: The cover is my awesome quill edited a lot! Thanks for reading tell me how you feel!
