In the realm where evil's kiss does roam,
A dance of deception, leading hearts to gloam,
Beware the flowery words that death does sow,
In the guise of goodness, a sinister show.
Oh, little soul, do not be beguiled,
By the wickedness masked in virtue's mild,
Cloak yourself in wisdom's radiant light,
Resist the allure of deceit's dark night.
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Only My Heart Knows
PoesiaWithin this anthology lies a tapestry of verses penned by Jcena Mortiff, each intricately woven around diverse manifestations of love. These words ache to break the shackles of confinement, the very letters thirst for emancipation, all plucked from...
