Dark Clouds
It
descends upon us,
dark
clouds.
The
air is charged
and
cool.
I
can nearly feel
sparks
on my skin,
of
anticipation.
A
forebearing.
Of
a distant marching army.
Like
Lord of the Rings.
It
moves closer,
and
then;
its
army is upon us.
The
Scammer
A
pretty face
A
Sincere look
A
proposition
Then
a hint of doubt
Ignorance
And
the deal is done.
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Hahahaha yeah but its a scam^^ These two are like really old poems, I can almost feel the dust on the bytes as i copied them over to this postXD
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