The clocks weep the years
that have passed forevermore.
Tick tock,
tears drop.
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Gentle Screams and Glass Figurines
Poetry"Nothing can protect us from the human screams, as the fire of anarchy intoxicates our once innocent minds." ~~~~~~ A collection of poems about life, death, and everything in between. Dark, deep, and horror poetry intended to make you think abou...
Forevermore
The clocks weep the years
that have passed forevermore.
Tick tock,
tears drop.
