Caught within the webs,
Silver threads spun turmoil.
Linger questions...
Where shall we begin?
Morals sway, many betray;
All fend for themselves.
The depth of a soul
weighs on scales: you vs me
Ideology
Are the stars at fault?
For all of our lost hope?
Injustice is served.
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Mia Bella Somniator
Poetry"I write because you exists" - Micheal Faudet Life is full of misfortunes. But Could it be That all my misfortunes Could actually be Immaculate Misconseptipns? And what of love? With its thorns turned red from my pricked fingers? How do we begi...
