The demons and monster
Silent deadly whisper
Waiting in the darkest corner
Dont lose sight of the time turner
In my head getting louder
Even silencing the loudest thunder
Going on gets a little harder
As my soul gets so much weaker
The fires burn getting hotter
As it swallows the poor potter (not hp)
And even if we try to get better
Im sure we would be called "waster"
Beware the people like us
Avoiding them and I is a must
Cause if you give us a little trust
Then you are bound to start to rust
A strong desire is called lust
A dying spell about to be cast
Beware, beware
And really, please, take care
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my book of dumb poetry
PoetryAt this point, I'm basically a STAR at making "quality" cheese. Some testers(?) are in the book you're about to read(if you're not saving it for later). And, no, most of these ideas are unoriginal and inspired by my friend's lives. I just realized h...
