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Poetry By: kaftr8drk
Memoir


a what again


Submitted:Apr 23, 2012    Reads: 8    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   


my honesty best form of cruelty.

your innocent, and naked look on life have you blind.

my thoughts are in shambles.

unknown to me the darkness hungers for me.

to comsume is what i yearn for.

the darkness lingers there.

i have a plan,use it feed myself off that desire.

but,i cannot it shall be the end of me.

incoherent,thoughts i'm outside of the box.

i need,i want to be in.why am i trap outside.

help me the darkness serenata i cannot fight it.

titus





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