I am a daisy
colour white as snow
core black as night
I am revered as the nill
sought after by the strongest of wills
i am fair
the omega of all
By many a culture
my beauty has been called
I, am a void
absent of colour and call
i am feared as the harvester
respected by any and all
I am fair
I AM the omega of all
many a man and mouse
by my hand, ended their call
I am the omega of all
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Diving Into Minds Unknown
PoesíaThis is a collection of my poetry that is NOT filtered through the fine veil of depression that plagues me so often, do expect tones of it though, one can never always escape your demons.
