The sun may pierce my velvet skin,
My body may be sweet sun kissed,
But on the flesh are marks of pain,
The suffering from your cruel reign,
My life no longer ruled by sin,
Your iron fist was cruel and cold,
The scars and damage that stays with me,
So many things I hid from you,
The subtle hatred through and through,
I tried escaping but you held on,
All it took was a gun and now you're gone.
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Dream of Me
PoetryA collection of poems and possible song lyrics. All written by me. Every Image included was drawn or photographed by me personally. The only one I didn't make myself was the fan-made cover I'm using.
