Torch
Sometimes I just let people put their torch on me,
Knowing it won't burn my soul,
Well, yes, I am weak,
But they just brought fire because they're afraid of the darkness I could throw on them,
They are weaker.
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Far Side of the Moon
PoetryNow, I am exposing what's on the unlit part of the moon. What you haven't seen. What you haven't heared. What you do not know. In form of poorly written poetries, prose and short stories. Highest rank: #4 in Poetry (08/06/17)
