Love not known, as his evil prevails,
His heart cold and crule,
His darkness never fails,
Never does he faulter,
Never does he waver,
He wants not care and tenderness, but power and domination,
His harsh ways end in pain,
His remorse?
None.
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Random Poems
PoetryHere are a few random poems that I have made up when I felt like shit. so if you want to read it go ahead I'm not going to force you. (Please do I need recognition for something in life) yeah thanks !
