The blood of my enemies
Shown deeper than myself
Who is my very own Nemesis.
I walk through the day
Afraid of what I might say.
And I pray that you might
Never see me this way.
L.O.M
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Poetry By Me
PoetrySome poems I wrote,they are kinda wild and all over the place but they are unique and mine so please enjoy! Yours truly, L.O.M
