Chapter 75: Rant
Lurking in the corners
never coming in front
leaving words half spoken
never confront
Feeding on the crimson heart
draining every bond exist
leaving empty, it deserve
self-righteously insist
Taking everything for granted
is tradition followed by
think they own the world
owe nothing and never die
A joke, irony what else if not
they face what earn, still blame others
increasing day by day such clan
think they have right on whats' another's
CREATORS' THOUGHTS 
AsterAnemone
AsterAnemone Had a bad day, so a dark poem :(.
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