Sinister Plate

Words sometimes like liquid gold
Mesmerizing, Breath Taking
Precise letters that unfold
Some stories are half truth,much forever left untold
No pulse
Shadow of a black and red mold
Love and hate,bunk lines chopped
Off a sinister plate
So much hate displaced
Blood for blood,race for race
Only the weak enjoy pointless harm in their face
The beautiful scary wonders of this deep, dark, worldly place

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