As her nights grow longer
Her he meals grow smaller
As her pain grows stronger
Her knifes grow taller
As her music grows louder
Her mind grows darker
And as her nights get quieter
Her life was lost by her own soul
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The Dark Road Called Life: Poems
PoetryThese poems are how I feel in the moment. I know the first few absolutely suck, but the bottom ones would have to be the best in my opinion. I am open to criticisim and I hope you enjoyed your reading. Thank you! Bye!
