My love for you washes away.

The persona is foreseeing a situation where the exploited and the cheated will be pushed to the world and they will have to retaliate.

The passage of time leaves its mark.

The passage of time leaves its mark.

A simple, short, coded poem concerning misadventures and misunderstandings.

The biggest part of me is telling me to stay.

This is a poem I wrote about a beautiful girl who cried to much.

Poem.

Mistakes are good.

An evil encroaches on civilization, and it brings death and slavery with it. Watch for the tide of entrapment, brought with guile and trickery! Don’t be fooled by the wolf in sheep’s clothing!