A little something new…

Rain down upon me

With your venomous words

Until I am drowning in the depth of your disdain.

Then lift me from the waters

With your thorn-coated embrace

Claim yourself a savior, while your torment, I sustain.

 ©2024 by Twisted Libra

Until next time…

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Creator of the Twisted Libra Cemetery, and lover of all things macabre!

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