Thoughts become but never end
Your soul is bare
Your heart is dear
They tear you down with every snare
Flights of birds
Flights of fear
I can see your soul in despair
Words filled with malice
Meet you here
Words filled with malice make you care
Words are my sins
Thoughts are my crimes
They tell me my heart is plucked dry
They tell me there is no night sky
They tell me I was never and will never be
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A collection of poems and late night musings
PoetryJust a collection of poetry and late night musings I wrote, mainly to just vent and release feelings that I felt couldn't be explained in anything other than words. Sharing a bit of my grey world view with people, the stuff I write is pretty dark an...
