Angels and Demons,
they roam this earth,
under and over,
day and night,
in peace and in chaos.
We feed them,
we laugh with them,
we share with them,
our sorrows and our pride,
if only we knew who sleeps beside.
Things left undiscovered,
words left worlds broken
In disguise they hide
with their guns and their knives,
So much to say
...even more to hide.
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Silence and Sins
PoetryNone of us are the same. Every mind different, Every body different, Every soul different. but funny isn't it, that yet here we are, Agreeing. Feeling. Knowing. Understanding. Just what those lines mean, written by a single person. because we've...
