Dipping my toes into poems! For no particular reason of course hehe O Death, For what are we but dolls in your hands, Impassioned by whims of your machinations, Lost in the sands that give us purpose, And yet, persistence stands, And yet, we still remain, And yet, how we love, o Death.
Kult: +80
Kull: +62
Total: 142
Ratio: 1.29

