My temple is covered in scars
Each scar telling a story
Though most of them are gory
None is more so than ours
The largest scar holds the key
To the reasons all the others be
No one but the two of us knows
How the true story goes
And so I covered the temple with scars
Attempting to hide the true tale
Then locked myself behind these bars
In the end to no avail.
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mid night poetry( part 1)
PoetryAbout mid night poetry :collection of dark poems that I use to write or have written at night ! "I'm different. I will give you my treasure chest of darkness first. If you can handle that, then I'l...
