Stoney Shade Poems

It’s too late, we’ve overthrown. Are you preparing to take me on? I took everything and now you’re all alone. Lets see what evil you can spawn.

I guess I’m the heart so cold. You seem to be brave. You seem to be bold.
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Tell me the end is the disease. Haven’t we suffered enough punishment for this bloodshed? I’ve prayed for nothing, better to get on your knees. I’ll tell them sweet nothings, as you wake up dead.
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