A tear, a Castaway to my own blood and people, now eternally in the middle, torn like a
Mixed soil mud, like a waterfall i descend from the best to the end, a droplet hitting the floor, now considered a whore.
Now you may ask, “ what’s your name?? What happened??” while i’m still bellowed and spattened.
Well.. here it goes, the story told by someone who isn’t shown..
The story that nobody knows.
I am the M to the A-L-C-H-O-M Grey.
I’m whatever you choose me to be,
A he,
A she
A belief to Karma’s right hand Masterpiece.
I’ve helped decide the sides on who has lied, who’s evil has pried and made people die. My opposite is a pure teller who seeks those who’ve done no wrong, who’ve sang their fulfilled life’s heart song, whose streak of truth is very long.
I am no superior god but the thought makes my heart throb
Because i couldn’t drop my job
that was titled to a now known slob.
My past responsibility was to assist with the misfits and make sure to then send them to an abyss of suffering, no hiccups, buts or buffering.
From this holy residence they’re banished, utterly selfish and famished
Good to know i wont be them
Though…
Ahhh the foreshadowing without even doubting...
The sky is where I’m thought to be
but it seems my own curiousity has gotten the best of me
By chance i was entranced by a mere human man that seemed to be alone
so i think of helping him as a favor
Little did i know would he be like my own special saviour, and do you know why?
Because…
Because i had loved him.
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Wooooowwwww would ya look at that a poem for my characters arc oof-
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Earth and Sky
Поэзияa collection of poems that appear to show such surrealism, depth, and undertones with these skills of mine made out of blood, Tears, And Grime.. ... in such an immersive way that i cannot find the words to speak, or say to you the person to your f...