Rain drops land upon my window Pane,
Spelling out words of Despair,
Like the tears of some Forsaken goddess,
Left somewhere out there in the Cold,
On the verge of bleeding to Death,
Abandoned long before Time had a name,
Waiting for someone to Remember her.
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The Love and Horror Here
PoetryA collection of poems I've written from 2014 - 2024. Mainly about love and relationships or horror/creepy situations
