Dark and Evil Poetry

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Mistakes

Mistakes


I know who I am,


It is in my soul,


In the halls of the damned,


There are no goals.


People scream,


And feel the pain,


Haunting dreams,


It starts to rain.


I don’t know who to be,


Why are people here,


Someone please help me,


The thing in us is called fear.


People make mistakes,


I know I am one,


The love of which is fake,


The creations of a hurtful son.


In a place with no light,


People start to shudder,


Living in the night,


We are drained from color.


Hold on to your mind,


Don’t let it drift in the lake,


Don’t leave it behind,


That’s what makes mistakes.

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