Sev Brown Poems

The night encased in the sun's tight grip
The speed of my knife is unmatched as it rips through the skin
of those who have sinned
The coppers almost caught me last night if it weren't for that pretty girl Bess
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Ice
Ice is cold so very cold.
It wrapped around my heart long ago.
It dulls the emotions I feel to an even line.
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Life is like a hurricane.
Life is so unpredictable.
Life will throw people for Loops like this poem.
It is Ironic how people say life great but they hate war.
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Red is such a perfect color.
It has perfected the art of deception.
It is Love but is Death.
It is love running free only to run into a sharp dagger.
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