Shall the acclaimed humanitarian
thou fello Love thou
people that stay though blood shed to
Build the very city thou takes for granted?
To kill mercilessly for a pitted foul thought
That wench that you killed
Had a child that had noting in the world
But that femme, an infantile's mother .
While you had the world in your palms
You smashed as you went
Killed the helpless and defenseless
To fill your rotten purse
And devour your rotten soul
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Hi guys if you reading this I'd like to thank you for taking your time to read this .it means so much .i don't care about the votes nor comments(thank you guys though ) but how many people see it , knows that there's someone who might relate or like it.
I wanna say thank you all
-Jen ✝
YOU ARE READING
And in that Moment I swear we were infinite
PoetryPoems from a teenage mindâœÂ☯
