He was carved from arrogance and a lack of dignity
Sculpted for hate and quick anger
Man turned monster
In appearance and action
But under blemished skin
A boy born a coward
Hiding from monsters
Like the one who wears his skin
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For a Moment ║ Poetry
PoetryJust a collection of poems that come from the soul. May they help you in this crazy life.
