The Dangerous Realm


United States
38° 40' 14.3688" N, 75° 24' 40.1904" W

The desperation felt by others
Darkness leading to chaos,
No longer is it just a simple bother,
Nor is it a single loss,
This feeling of overwhelming sadness,
A world full of deceptions,
Causing an epidemic of blindness,
Confusing everyone's perceptions,
But he enters this dangerous realm,
Knowing what lurks in its deepest corners,
Either way takes control of the helm,
Giving hope to those lost mourners,
He unfolds his luscious white wings,
Shielding me from those terrible things.


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