They are a deep maroon
A beautiful sight
Like the side of a blood moon
In the dead of night
Anger and violence wash upon them
They are complex
They seem fake from a potion
Or a spell or a hex
They are occasionally bright
And for love they will swoon
Out of mind out of sight
Are the people maroon.
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A Plethora of Poems.
PuisiPositive, philosophical, and spiritual poems straight from my mind. I ask that you enjoy and read, even if you are not positive, or philosophical, or spiritual. (Love you beautiful people) <3 <3 <3 (Will be updated constantly) (This book...
