Worse Of Worst Poem by Unic Cjonr

Worse Of Worst



I followed, the prints is mine.

Two rows, one at a time.

Behind, far behind behind.

Beyond behind, stretch the bad.

Worse of worst.

It lies dormant.

Inside the shallow.

The one which bridge my mind.

Which hollows me.

Only, the I.

Will the can, not to see.

Can forgiveness.

The blessing to the 2.

Of the one who once was 1.

Second to my final beginning.

Lies one end.

Between the middle and beyond nothing.

Wash away, if possible.

Impossible to the grind.

Which finds grey moon in green blood.

To the shine of my sins.

Faded.

With the shade.

Nothing cannot hide.

Sometimes collides with.

Sided Pride

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