hero1927

---Hidden beneath a home’s foundation--- In everlasting maleficence have we been torn Through the profound hatred our scarred spirits fly Since the portentous day evil’s crown has been worn My eloquence becomes silence for my words only die Insecurity could just be written on your face Your eyes have for a long time divulged what you feel But not by a long way have they appealed any emotion of mine Yet should I consider holding your hand in these times. If  you tried to wash your hands it would be in disgrace, All honor ever been provided to your birth I will steel But I notice it isn’t even much because you drop hon