The blackhand extension,
In the shadows of darkness
it lurks.
Violent,cruel, and wild.
Brothers and sisters
turning into foes
Leaving hearts broken
And blood stains flaunts pain,
And peace crying out in vain.
the extension,
A strategem,
to watonly, visually impair
problematic radiant hue within.
And yet, the hand chides
The voice of the sages,
still speaking
And no changes
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Author:
Cesuke (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 28th, 2023 23:32
- Category: Reflection
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