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Prophets
And death shall linger in the air
Catastrophe
Yet no regrets
'Til demons drift
Upon door steps
While truth resides within the throats
Of prophets who
Cannot repent
Decay with us
The innocent
Catastrophe
Yet no regrets
'Til demons drift
Upon door steps
While truth resides within the throats
Of prophets who
Cannot repent
Decay with us
The innocent
Published 27th Mar 2020
| Edited 28th Mar 2020
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28th Mar 2020 00:24am
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30th Mar 2020 2:56am
A dark, simmering caldron.
And I love the quote on your profile page:
"They were still laughing, but only now and then, and they seemed tired and dreamy."
Welcome to your new home here at the Deep, dear.
🐾
And I love the quote on your profile page:
"They were still laughing, but only now and then, and they seemed tired and dreamy."
Welcome to your new home here at the Deep, dear.
🐾
30th Mar 2020 5:17am
30th Mar 2020 11:36am
Darkness is the best weapon to conquer itself and find the path for lightness
9th Apr 2020 8:49am
20th Apr 2020 00:34am
20th Apr 2020 00:40am
Thank you! I don't write short poems very often, but I think my point was made with these few lines.
