These are trully dark days
Where everything is darkened
When being evil pays
Where demons are forsaken
The dark era has emerged
People no longer feel save
Their bravery was submerged
Hidden among the strenght they crave
Monsters come out in broad daylight
The fallen ones rise to the heavens
No one believed the seers gifted with foresight
That one day our destruction would be our penance
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Variety of Poems
Poesíait's sort of a collection of dark love poems and other random topics or ideas.
