Dark Poetry for Dark People

Beneath

Daffodils are yellow,

Daisies are white,

Your soul may be dark,

But your smile is bright.

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Your hands may be gentle,

Your eyes may be kind,

But lurking beneath,

Is a sick, twisted mind.

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What made you this way?

What shattered your soul?

What chipped you away,

Made you part of no whole?

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You're missing some pieces,

They're scattered about,

You'll never find them all,

Of this, there's no doubt.

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 Forever broken,

You'll never fit in,

Because hiding beneath,

Is your soul filled with sin...