There it is another mistake
I've damned everybody and myself.
There it is another mistake
more secrets revealed
more chains on my hands.
Increase the burden I already carry
Shame me for I have sinned.
Oh the decisions that I make
Wreck my life to the grave.
The words I speak
Are silent and weak
that offers everybody
less comfort, more pain.
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Empty Shades
Poetry(This is my first attempt at poetry) Empty shades is a collection of unfiltered and unedited poems written during a variety of emotional phases. I haven't got much to say about this collection as I don't consider myself to be a good poet nor a good...
