Cursed Poem by Arik Fletcher
Cursed
Torrid lies in horrid dreams,
ruthless acts bring dreadful screams,
hopeless lives in empty bliss,
deathly wish through serpent's kiss,
questions lost to answers found,
secrets sold the world around,
dark and cold encompass light,
grounded souls in search of flight,
strong defended by the weak,
gods abandoned by the meek,
all to have but none to give,
long of life but not to live.
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