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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Horror/Scary · #2084931
A free verse poem I wrote, without much understanding.
Without Understanding

A falling tear.
Regressing into sorrow.
Created by men.
minds, calculating and cold.
Manipulated by jagged words.
Preying upon the weary.
Their hands quicken with blood.
Those piercing blades.
Her heart blackened by hate.
The children lost.
That transition from flesh to bone.
One step closer to the universe.
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