My woes
Black galaxies
Nothing but death for these seas
Name it, we will never cease to please
Or will we ever run free?
Who are we?
What about free?
Nothing as glee
Pains
It drains
Jade, like salt, greay wanes
It leaves us insane
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ALPHA BETA OMEGA
PoetryDedicated to Pain So that it knows all the years it spent with us weren't in vain ..
