Jun 2017
(a tanka)
Cruel realm indeed,
This cold, marble land we breed,
With mishaps of greed
In dreary torture, we bleed
—Wretched souls to feed.
Cruel realm indeed,
This cold, marble land we breed,
With mishaps of greed
In dreary torture, we bleed
—Wretched souls to feed.
Written by
fueledbysadness
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