Terrible and beautiful,
It flies upon high,
Payload of nothing,
Left unto the sky,
Try to catch it,
With weapons of war,
Hunter deceiver,
It was all done before.
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Soft Curses of Angels - Volume 1 - A Fistful of Dust
PoesíaThe earliest part of my chronological anthology of bad poetry. Estimated age at time of writing 12-16. I both thank and apologise to any soul who takes the time to read these.