The blood of God.
Its takers nod.
A symbolic cleanse,
The head goes dense.
The sanctuary of the weary.
The life of the dreary.
Addictive and mind clogging.
Its devastation mind boggling.
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My collection of poems and riddles
PoetryThings you should know about my poetry: It is written on the spur of the moment. I write poems when I am emotionally driven. Thus, these poems are full of energy, but not necessarily with any meaning or direction. They are not grammatically correct...
