I was born with an insatiable appetite
An appetite for destruction
I am the architect
Of my own destruction
I fear no consequence
I fear no evil
The shadow, I own
And so do I the valley
What has already broken can no longer break
And those people are dangerous
We know how to survive
Wearing a smile like a loaded gun
Destructively beautiful
I am the designer
Of my own catastrophe
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In These Pages
Puisi"Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings; it takes its origin from emotions recollected in tranquility." -William Wordsworth An amateur collection of my dark poetry, spoken word, and deep late-night thoughts. ***{ONG...
