I was born to win
A solemn face
A solemn race
No room disgrace!
I was on my way
Such mattered mace
Blood battered chase
Goodbye disgrace!
A hero born
A birth forlorn
A lie to be
Near destiny
Forgotten sorrow
Dreading morrow
Dreading chase
Please leave disgrace
Cutting arms
Forgotten farms
Farms for blood
A renamed mud
A cursed race
The human face
A dreaded chase
I bleed disgrace
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Poetry made by me
PoetryAs a person that's just generally depressed all the time I write a lot of poetry, and because of this I need a place to not only dump all of it, but also got lots of praise because I'm a wench for attention, just the kind of poetry you can show your...
