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The Hidden Murderer
Contributed by
Beardman
on
Sunday, 23rd May 2010 @ 10:15:10 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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My Dreams, my thought, in between
Nothing in which will ever be seen
Sailed the farthest seas,
Drove far with the keen,
Witnessed the immoral,
undeniably sat feeling sinful.
These thoughts I hear burn inside,
As, nothing can hide from thee,
I try to keep it aside,
But it only makes me weep.
This thing, in which plagues me
Keeps me from feeling free,
Controls my emotions and notions,
Is the destructive, mind.
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Re: The Hidden Murderer
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by sammi23 on
Sunday, 6th June 2010 @ 11:11:41 AM AEST
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