I hide it very well. It's buried at my deepest depths. Past my monochrome world and pitch black abyss there is this world of dazzling red. I hide it well but sometimes I can feel it come alive beneath my skin. Sometimes I can feel it seething within. Sometimes my world of dazzling red wants to become me but I hide it well. I hide it very well but It's always there.
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A collection of poems and late night musings
الشعرJust a collection of poetry and late night musings I wrote, mainly to just vent and release feelings that I felt couldn't be explained in anything other than words. Sharing a bit of my grey world view with people, the stuff I write is pretty dark an...
