• lazzarious 6w

    Garden of Ivy

    We reap what we sow
    If planted, seeds grow
    Don't act like you know
    Because I know you don't
    You pillage, consume
    You howl at the moon
    You always take two
    Want rewards for your gloom
    A flower or weed
    Came in on black steed
    Gave life onto me
    Just to force me to bleed
    It's evil and callus
    You bring forth such malice
    High up in your palace
    Drink from empty chalice
    You're fake, you're tired, and empty
    You're late, you're jealous with envy
    Escape, but giving no entry
    Feign life, when really, you're deadly

    ©lazzarious