Writing My poem [E]

[_Kiba_]

I can see what you see not,
Vision blurred when your eyes rot,
When you turn I will be gone
Whispering my hidden song,
Then you see, what is not me
Shadows move where light should be,
Out of darkness from behind,
come the shadows of my mind...

[dark king]

reminds me of something you said against me a while back.
good stuff, nice edge of rawness that kinda hits ya between your four leaf clover, when you would be the one facin ya.
keep it up, and see ya.

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