Scourge: A Poetry Collection

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∞ 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐆𝐄 ∞

I have Scourged your soul, 

While you drew on me, 

So intricately.

All I can ask for, 

Is forgiveness, 

Which I don't deserve anymore.

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You are the honey, 

Which seeps in, 

My crevices. 

I cannot love you enough,

 For the sweetness, 

You have given me. 

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Published on 25/12/2020