| Dark Poetry #4 |
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since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA
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I feel the calling, Again It haunts me As if I am not hurt Enough Of this pain which Hurts More than I can Bare My soul to let You See the truth Inside Will not let me Be One with myself Lost Again in these lies Cries I often hear others Speak Of the evil I have Brought Into their lives Surprise To see that I am Alive If not well I feel Tonight I write my last Rhymes. |
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Defective Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 73Salisbury NC |
LAST RHYMES? I think not, I demand that you write more for my personal enjoyment because your words are intriguing to me. Thanks, glad we agreed. |
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