His hair is black his heart is to. His skin pale white . and his eyes are blue . his lips pale pink his face scard . his hands are big . he's always on gard. His throat slit . his chest hit . That's Him how he looks . That's all that's it . He wonders how chasing the light , could've got him here . being in the darkness was his number one fear . For him in my eye is one single tear . for I'm full of hate and love was bare .
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What's life
PoetryLife is a dark scary place whare we are forced to live and so I give u my poetry to share my take on it
