The question arises in me;
'Am I a bad person?',
And I cry for the truth to be pried
From their stubborn hearts
And sealed lips.
But then again,
We all have our conceptions of good and bad,
Of lawful and evil,
Of courteous and unmannerly;
So what am I truly?
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Venting In Verses
PoetryI vent here through my own poetry. The first few pieces aren't that good but I'm keeping them up to track my progress. So... enjoy, I suppose!
