Dedicated to the lost boys and girls,
the ones who went insane on the island of dreams.
Dedicated to all the broken souls,
the ones who tear apart normality at the seams.
The world can be a cold place,
I hope your infernos never cease to burn.
Keep a monster on your sleeve,
and follow the dreams that your differences yearn.
In the battlefield of angels and demons,
you're the souls in the middle.
Fighting for the divergences that you believe in,
you're an army of unsolvable riddles.
Dedicated to the semicolon warriors,
those who fight every day to keep their minds.
Scarred by the masks you wear,
I dedicate these words to your marred, fanastist kind.
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Words to My Demons | Poetry ✔️
Poesía❝she was simple, an angel born without wings. yet she was special, an enchanting song her lost soul sings. ❞ A dark and deep poetry collection of every little thing that makes us both unique and insane. ~ Highest ranking in Poetry: #7 ~ 1st Place in...
