Never the EndA Poem by theonethatisdefinitelyme
The remnants of yesterday still hang in the air
I put on my armor and pull up my hair I unsheathe my knife, prep for the war For what is a day without a new corpse? © 2018 theonethatisdefinitelyme |
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Added on May 1, 2018 Last Updated on May 1, 2018 Author
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