Sick Six Poem by Unic Cjonr

Sick Six



Shadow which walks, silent, choiced not to talk -
Stabbed in her black heart -
Grey is the silver lining of my blood -
Payback will be revenge -
I will never defend -
Coffin to offend -
Treasured to be sunk -
Sink the weak to be pleasured - Underneath the cover -
Crave the crazy smiles -
Off in the wicket -
Simple sided sickle -
Sick means sicksed
Unsuccessfully sixed -
By Sick Six

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