They stare into your soul
The darkness within shown
Another one has took its toll
And memories are down
The lights and grins
That silly little lie
With malice lost within
And gone another tie
The eyes they seek
And they destroy
Only the fragile and meek
With the sights they deploy
You are left broken
No reason to live
And left with no token
For your weak heart to give
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The Darkest of Days {#WATTYS 2015}
De Todo{Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder - RUMI} {I believed I wanted to be a poet, but deep down I just wanted to be the poem- Jamie Gil De Biedma} Poetry is what you really feel deep within your soul. It's the word...
