May 25
I perjured myself for you,
Washed myself in the blood of sinners.
Grew to be less than what I am,
And declared myself wholly yours.
Thus I became what you detest.
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Poetry For The Lost People
Puisi365 observations and comments about society, life and love throughout 2022. Come with me on my journey day by day, as I write what I've always wanted to say. There is no method or planning, just thoughts and perceptions about the way of the world. A...
