Let it hurt
Allow them to burn
Held in their own fear
I watch
I suffer alongside dying souls
This plain is nowhere
I am everywhere
The core shall be my redemption
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The Poetry Gripe
PoetryWelcome to a collection of poems I've written over the years. Some are a true delve into meaning and life. While others struggle with love and strife. The path ahead is not so easy. Please be careful reader, the mind is not so easy.
