THE ILL WITHIN
Andrew Isaac@isaacandrew731602
28 days ago
I have a tale
Of a blind bale
Who brought the agony of foy
To scorn a vision of a mere joy
Which lead the beauty to it grave
Of a young fellow,bright and brave
The light had shine upon the eminent
But misfortune beseech his resident
Fortune is pure to every human
And misfortune can befall a new man
Evils knows no one
Demons is familiar with everyone
Like the saying beauty will buy you a spouse
But character will goodbye you your place
Diamond is found in the dirt
The dirt could also take your breath
Now relatives are bloodly foes
Sometimes you should run on your toes
There are people who are alone
Because desires arrived wrong
Magic are fiction but not for maleficent.
©️ Isaac Andy
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