As these white objects grey.
Follows a shadow overcast.
Consumed by it like prey.
How long will this last.
A bright light illuminates the ground.
Loud drums soon follow this flash.
Faint, deep, such a sound.
Light and sound such as clash.
I created this like a year ago for class. It was in my memos and I liked it. I remember how I loved my motivation from my friends or just a small project. This was made on 01 November 2016.
Sincerely,
Crimson
Peace, Love and Genocide...
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Dark Poetry
PoetryDear reader, This is going to be my poem journal. Genres to love, depression, death and others of sorts on your way. Peace, Love & Genocide... Sincerely, Crimson
