"I am a villain, and you, hero-- yes, you-- you will bow down to me. And you will die by my hands-- or should I say, my sword? Anyway, you will die. What? You want a poem before you die? No. Just die." --- By M.E./ @Viklaw and T.L/ @killlerdemonwolf. Originally named "Dark Poems".
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"Still the phoenix sits upon / The world in fearsome form, / With a crown upon her head / And the beauty of a storm." Newfound World, c. 1699: A phoenix nests on the roof of a house in a small colonial town, sending ripples throughout the community. Why is the phoenix here? Is she friend or foe? Heaven-sent or hell-b...
Follow me Follow me As we slip darker still Into the trees, Into the deep, Into the shadows of my mind. This collection of poems whispers the deepest thoughts I normally dare share with no one but myself and God. This is not my first Wattpad account, but this anonymous place is the only one where I'm willing to pu...