PoetryA Poem by XxArmyBratxX
The words I write
Are from my darkest thoughts They are the feelings that grow And refuse to rot. They are my deepest wants And my darkest desires My private needs And what my hatred devours. They haunt me at night And stalk me by day They follow me home Even on the brightest of days. They are my hidden monsters In the darkness of night They dwindle during day And grow all night.
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