As time passes on,
objects will blacken.
But will i make it to dawn?
I'm afraid this is the end.
Hope, I have none.
Cannot reap all i have sewn.
Prepared for thy kingdom come.
Pain and suffering is all I've known.
Destroyed all I've touched,
I've come to despise my being.
Have become loathed much.
My time's end is nearing.
Nothing left for me to see.
Rise and shine without me.
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Poems.
ПоэзияThis is just a collection of some poems that I have written. Feel free to like or comment your thoughts.
