I, CreatureA Poem by InkI love the classics so I thought why not make some poetry out of them
F ar land I came from
R an from the society who abhor me A ll days I wept and mourn for love N one of this world have given me such K nowledge I have is what my creator gave E verything from the books, I found in his grave N ight and day I stagger and sway S ilently watching civilisation take place T hank you o creator for this life I did not choose E nd will not come for me as it had to thee I mmortal body, grieving heart N ot bounded by any soul, only by ugly scars © 2018 InkReviews
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