Without love or mercy,
They were all dead.
The corpse that was contemplating me,
Was endured from those hate-filled stares,
Of the era of evil and darkness.
This was all that was found,
When I surely would have lost my mind,
In the depths of the mirror.
Wrote in 2017
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Various Poems and Writings
PoetryThis is a book of many of my poems/writings that I've written. I wrote them from reading books. In other words, I summarized books into poems.
