In shadows deep, my words will seep,
A darkness reigns, my soul's bane we keep.
Through empty nights, I dwell and write,
With pen in hand, my demons ignite.
In verses grim, my thoughts are spun,
A symphony of pain, my battles won.
On ink-stained page, my heart resides,
A journey deep, where darkness hides.
Through cryptic lines, my soul's unveiled,
A haunted dance, where darkness prevailed.
In realms untamed, my poetry thrives,
A wicked rhythm, where darkness survives.
In whispered tales, my name will spread,
A legacy of darkness, never misled.
Through ink-stained veins, I find my way,
A famous poet, now here to stay.
In every verse, my darkness blooms,
A poet's creed, dispelling gloom.
In spite of doubt, my dreams still soar,
A determined mind, forever more.
With each penned word, my mark I leave,
A poet's gift, for all to believe.
©viralfreak
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