To many thoughts
Go unsaid
The worst place to be
Is your own head
There's darkness inside
Never new light
The creatures behind
Ignite new fright.
A collaboration with CallMePoet333
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Dark Poetry
PoetryWar breaks out, Or so they shout. The odds of winning Are in doubt. We have no clue What the war is about, Yet we fight On and out. I'd like to get some stuff off of my chest. Some words I'd like to say. Some things I want to admit. All can be said...
