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The darkest night in history,
I suppress the anger and the rage,
But I fear there is no key for my rusty cage,
If the devil could see within with my soul,
He would know without me his kingdom will never be whole,
My uncertainties float like dead fish in a sea or hate,
As I fear my life started a day to late,
Can’t let others in for they won’t understand,
The story behind this broken man,
But it is story only I can tell,
Cause I’ve walked on nails and laughed at hell,
I’ve seen the dark valleys and the bright sunsets,
But most memories I do regret,
I lurk in the shadows but adore the sun,
As long as there is life the story remains undone,
So as I take the path that can’t be broken,
I cower behind my words unspoken,
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Words Unspoken

Contributed by grode on Friday, 15th December 2006 @ 07:01:47 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

I wish my mind was truth so the world could see,
The darkest night in history,
I suppress the anger and the rage,
But I fear there is no key for my rusty cage,
If the devil could see within with my soul,
He would know without me his kingdom will never be whole,
My uncertainties float like dead fish in a sea or hate,
As I fear my life started a day to late,
Can’t let others in for they won’t understand,
The story behind this broken man,
But it is story only I can tell,
Cause I’ve walked on nails and laughed at hell,
I’ve seen the dark valleys and the bright sunsets,
But most memories I do regret,
I lurk in the shadows but adore the sun,
As long as there is life the story remains undone,
So as I take the path that can’t be broken,
I cower behind my words unspoken,

Copyright Â© grode ... [ 2006-12-15 19:01:47]
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Re: Words Unspoken (User Rating: 1 )
by lost_chadow on Friday, 15th December 2006 @ 08:11:33 PM AEST
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I feel ya, man. It's the things we don't say that mean the most sometimes.

Re: Words Unspoken (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Saturday, 16th December 2006 @ 01:05:07 AM AEST
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At times the words we dont say are the ones that do come back to haunt us boy have I learned this lesson well this year.

I loved the entire write, its style and flow and message. I felt it deep to the core as well.

~Michelle~

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