Void Through The Dark Souls | Poem

The moment

        As

It passes through our veins,

     You the Sterling Queen,

     I am the tormented King, 

I long those talks of mundanes,

        Still, 

Don’t call the thoughts to dissemble

Deathra, we are the darkness,

You write the light,

I write the dark,

Alas,

I remember the story of a boy,

Who was incapable of love,

Do you know what we designed,

It was
The void through dark souls.

┬ęSuraj Jangid

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