Men, they say, see through your flesh.
Urges to plunge a knife between you and your soul.
Rampage and revenge, which fills both hearts.
Deepening wounds, but one shall fall.
Enriching one's eyes with the blood of who,
Raked open my sinner's cries.
~:ZG:~
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Yin and Yang
Poetry"Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen." ― Leonardo da Vinci "Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the...
