In the corners of a weary heart, Hate blooms like a crimson rose, Fed by whispers in the dark, Where…
In the shadows where whispers linger, Lies a heart burdened by disdain. Chilled by the frost of forgotten dreams, A…
In the heart of a storm, where shadows grow tall, Lies a fury unspoken, yet heard by all. It whispers…
In the quiet of the night, hate brews within A storm of anger, a shadowed sin Words unspoken, yet they…