He was like a broken angel
Uncrowned in the underworld
Waiting for a chance to strike
But alas he never realized,
It was love for the dark side that
brought his fall before the fight
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Etched Souls
Poetry❝while some people find their solace at midnight, i find mine at 3 am.❞ in which a girl finds her solace to write the thoughts that come to her insane mind and remain etched to her broken glass soul at 3 am. || achievemnets: ranked #3 in poetry...
