Corrupt, rotten and rancid at the core,
Your essence is tainted to be so overripe it's become foul ;
My dear,
My love,
my friend,
Didn't you know
Valuelessness leads those to violence & vindictiveness?
Take your grievances,
And wash them clean.
You'll eat your own words,
Someday.
You'll call me a liar,
But I promise you that.
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Somnolence - III *Editing*
ПоэзияLet me tell you, Why I can't sleep at night. From Faded feelings and Empty Thoughts, came a deep somnolence .. where I desired to rest for an eternity. | book is probably completed for now, even though I don't want to let go | Editing slowly
