Loss
In a kingdom of costs
I threw my damage to the floor
The wreck simply smiled
It cried wolf and made itself to be the victim and me the villain.
In the same way that we believe life to be the victim and death the bully
But that is not true.
In death you find peace.
In death you find solace.
In life you have chaos.
In life you have adventures or at least, you had adventures. But in a world where all adventures have already been ventured, and the world in ruins, to die is the greatest adventure of all.
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A Book of Poems
PoetryA small book of poems that I will be updating from time to time. This just a small place where I can put the weird words that jumble together in my brain down some place so they may leave my mind alone once more. I will try to update my other story...
