When the World darkens,
you know,
When the Lips quiver,
you know
When the Ears blur,
Then you definitely know
You've reached a limit,
It attacks you,
Takes it toll,
You can punch it,
Scratch it,
Scream all you want,
But it's your own enemy,
You can't escape it,
You need it in order to live,
Even by so,
If you had a new one,
Would that go against you?
Should it be able to hate you,
Like every else?
I think it will,
So just take charge and tell it,
You you won't be having anymore if it.
Hurt it more cause you are in the one in charge, not your body!
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Roses, Riddles, and Poetry
PoetryWhatever I'm feeling, I sometimes talk in the language of Riddles. To only I understand, what the meaning is behind each sentence. Will just update this whenever, only making this to express myself.
