in the weak hearts of those,
we can't be applied to pose
towards the condemned flow
of the dark and conceited shadows.
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Poetry"the inferno of words would be my demise if i did not express them." #501 in poetry #640 in poetry #689 in poetry #692 in poetry
S H A D O W S
in the weak hearts of those,
we can't be applied to pose
towards the condemned flow
of the dark and conceited shadows.
