Fear, the enemy of a great man.
Fear, the friend of his adversary.
Pain, the demise of a hero.
Pain, the antidote of the villan.
Death, the hope of a righteous man.
Death, the fear of a sinner.
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The Dark Writings of Pleasant
Poésie"No lover leaves a rose garden without blood on their hand." A collection of dark thoughts. A collection of dark poems.
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Fear, the enemy of a great man.
Fear, the friend of his adversary.
Pain, the demise of a hero.
Pain, the antidote of the villan.
Death, the hope of a righteous man.
Death, the fear of a sinner.
