Another tear in my heart,
makes it look like odd art.
The color of my soul?
Black as coal.
A dream in my brain,
filled to the brin with pain.
The color of my eyes,
is the color of lies.
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Random Works of Pure Brilliance and Failure.
PoesíaThese are some of my works of poetry and whatnot! Feel free to comment with your thoughts, good or bad!
