Angels in disguise
Devils dwell
The brightest darkness looms
The darkest light swells
Looking over her shoulder
At a voluminous shameful magnificence
That was left behind
Buried deep within everyone
It remains
Thoughts
Memories
Victories and disappointments
Innocence and benevolence
Hand in hand
Sometimes seeming to
Have no rhyme nor reason
Life takes anew
From the bittersweet
Age of the old
Author notes
I am not quite finished with this poem yet I am trying to put so much into it... for now I am satisfied yet I know that it is not yet finished.
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