Dark

Dark

He's a thousand nightmares.
He's a victim's squeal
He's a tainted gift
He's the worst you can feel.

He's a damaged disguise
He's a poisoned meal
He's a hidden clause
He's a lie that's real.

He's a murky alley.
He's a dirty deal.
He's a knife in the back
He's a wound that won't heal.

poem by bgyp


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