Futile is the heart
Futile is the mind
Was it worth it all?
To see thy brother's blood drip
Was it worth it all?
To see thy land stripped.
The heart weakens at the sight of this
The monster inside you awaits to arise .
Change thy brother
When times at your fist;
Change thy brother
You will regret this.
Beauty undiscovered gleams in their eyes
Prying to see the things in disguise
All to be but the devil's lair
To rip you off ,so you are bare .
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Poems from the Heart
PoetryHey guys this is my first time publishing. Let me know how you find the poems . Be kind :) . I'll be publishing more if you like them . Thanks Please ignore the spelling mistakes . working on it
