Scorned Vengeance is Born
When I tell people I don't consider meat edible. They be like "incredible".
My sanity is credible.
I am not a rebel.
I have morals.
Is forever something you could swallow?
A past story that isn't hollow.
A ghost that haunts & follows.
Contemplate your pleasure.
How does it measure?
Is it worth a treasure?
Do you ever doubt, about, what you need to shout?
Don't whine & pout.
Go if you want out.
I don't want your rose.
Love is not something your heart knows.
Mutual knowledge I suppose.
Only lies is what you proposed.
© Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved
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