Poems from DrkAngl890

Me
  She is my best friend,  My only friend, The one who never leaves. In my mind She’s a jailer Funny that way coz she’s me.
To those who cross the webs of life, to those who know which way is right. To those who weep to hear the sound, of a thousand crowns being...
We scorn violence, yet indulge in violent means. We look for peace in all the wrong places. We walk on clouds, call them thorns. We are...

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