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Poetry By: darkism


Submitted:Jan 9, 2011    Reads: 38    Comments: 5    Likes: 2   

On this day forward i reallise the saize of there actions.

They are tractions, capable of destroying our world in a

simple drop of our blood.

Some say it is mystery, some say it is greed, but i say

there will be noone in this planet before its all over in the

story of our kind, it is madness for shure, but the madness

who is slowoly pushing the door, trying to push us off the

clif, before we reallise its nature, way of letting us know,

that we cant stay for to long, to unreaveale its secrets of

life. But the death is a path too, only that in that path are

the walls of truth and the life is just another door.

The key of our salvation to get over the wall in the case

of freedom, to be alone nomore, only light prevaile.


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