This natural enemies feud has been passed on to each new generation, like some sort of family heirloom. The cycle of violence yet to be broken, cause of said cycle long forgotten.
Remarkable considering the wars that have been waged over whatever slight one side caused the other.
Still there's so much hatred put out by the ancestors.
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Dark corners of my mind
PoetryThis collection of poems are from my numerous journals. I started writing around 8/9 years ago to help me through an extremely difficult time in life, when my rheumatoid arthritis was crippling me. Even though what I write is quite dark it helped m...
