A Broken Melancholy

A single sheet, within it I sheathe;
Worn on a side, undisturbed on the other.
Warm on one side, cold on the other,
The difference making me seethe.

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A Tryst With Trust (Poem)

ABFKJAND

A string of letters, a yarn of words;
Truths and lies and sayings of sorts.
Knitting together a tapestry of swords;
Feeling and fueling the flames of hordes.

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