The voices
Are demons
That make my choices
They cry out
To the people
They scout
Their deeds
Grow as they evily
Plant their seeds
Into the minds
Of the happy people
of all kinds
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Poems From The Heart
PoesíaFor all the broken souls who love Poetry. Snippet from "I Miss Him" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I try to unbreak what is broken Until I realise it was broke before you ever came I hate most men Yet, I just can't hate you Those nights I try to remember who s...
