I write the most obscene, dark shit. U do not wanna read it ALTHOUGH i can share 2 poems:
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Night and day I look at you
And you look at me.
Both look different and yet with converging paths.
I look at the past and you live in the present
For you , that is.
Stuck in time , encompassed in the ever turning sand.
These tendrils of emotions that see......
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