Misery
Is everyone fear of
Murder and hell
Are thoughts to bear
For everyone hear
The secrets that you keep
The moment you fear
The misery is near
Poor souls, Die not been heard
Voiceless in everyone
Alive yet your dead
For you cannot say
The secrets of my brother
The fear of my sister
Then the moment had come
For this is your time
Either yours or mine
To face the tragedy in hell
To be the menace in the places
And be a puppet to the devil
Old friend, Can you stop this Misery?
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See Them Dead
PoetryPoems about fear, sadness, darkness, betrayals, secrets, love and heart breaks.