Tears are for weaklings.
No matter what it is.
Kings show no fear.
Even if it's hard to fix.
War is starting.
We should tell them.
Let's start fighting.
Boys will turn to men.
It's a start of a new day.
A new world to build upon.
This isn't the end of our faith.
With all men has done.
This is where our journey begins.
Through all bumps and trials.
We've all concurred our sins.
And won our desires.
This isn't the end, they're still our foes.
Not yet, it isn't over.
You should keep your friends close.
And enemies closer.
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Hello.
Its me.
I was wondering if al-
Wrong book? Oh sorry. This one, I just made a little earlier today. Its a bit crazy.
Hidden meanings and such.
Yours sincerely, Acire x.
YOU ARE READING
Bullshit
PoetryThis is the bullshit I come up with. Some think its poetry but we all know there's a double meaning. (My friends suggested me doing this. I'm still hesitant)
