What fell? What fell?
Who came under my spell?
What form of misdemeanour do I have for show and tell?
What broke? What broke?
Anyone with whom I spoke?
What sort of bad behaviours are out there under a cloak?
Oh my! Oh my!
You succeed before you try?
What kind of daydreaming has become trapped like a fly?
I see! I see!
So much more I need to be!
So much life I have to live and so much still that has to leave!
What fell? What fell?
Who came under my spell?
It's nobody but myself, caught in my own mind's cell...
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The Darkness Within: Vol. 4
PoetryThird notebook, third book. This is where it gets real. Warning: Not for the faint of heart. Just kidding lmaooo (Or am I??) But yeah anyways, here we go on our third (unofficially fourth) rollercoaster ride! It will be undergoing some edits soon. A...
