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Poetry By: darkism

THE SLEEPWALKER,dark,black,scary,dream,reall,beam,feal,tuch,

Submitted:Nov 6, 2010    Reads: 53    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Im all alone in the corner,trying to calm my self down,

trying to clear my thought of myne,

the dark is suraunding me,the black color whos

spreding from the edges of the room,

I feel the shame, inside me, of the blacknes in my

soul of groom,

I want to find the way out of this cold black place,

but there is just darknes everywhere, and i canot

find the door of rescue.

Im very lost in this MOON,

I feel like im heading towards the tuum.

Im feeeling scared and confuised,how did

I get into this room,

Am I feeling crazy? or im a traped in this bloom

whos joinded by the dark and the moon,

who wants to beat me in there own game.

But they cannot see that im a child of proffecy ,who was borned from the dark,

and in the dark i will hide from this world of blackness,thats in my mind.

And i shall return walking towards my house , not asleep but sober.


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