My heart is dark
There will be no lark
I bleed streams of red
I feel so very dead
The demon must die
All it does is lie
No one knows the truth
It feels no ruth
-Lark: a great adventure
-Ruth: sorrow or grief/pity or compassion
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Poems Of My Emotions
PoetryAs the title suggests these are poems of my emotions. Some are sad, while others are happy or just neutral. I write them whenever I get an idea, and my ideas are influenced by my mood. Though not always. I like the more dark and gloomy poems so just...
