keep me close,
and hold me tight.
ask me if I'm alright.
for the weight of the world
is heavy to bear.
I'm one step close to his lair.
one more pain,
one more break.
I'll pack my bags,
and go for a trail.
to seek the one
full of rage.
who wants my soul
in a cage.
I'll make a deal
at the crossroads way.
at 3am
to the dark lord's pray.
without a doubt,
I'll burn in hell.
but that's alright,
atleast they're fine.
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words of the lost soul
Poetry"sometimes the best thing to say is not the true thing." but not in this place, though. For every words written here are what I feel inside that my mouth cannot dwell to say. This is a compilation of different poems i made for the past few years. I...
