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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: January 18, 2008

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Submitted: January 18, 2008



In the depths of my pain,
The shallows of my eyes,
The screeching of the world alone,
The resonating demonic cries.

The doors that opens to heaven,
The door that opens to Hell,
Show everything, my pain, my sorrow,
The world will never tell.

My blood is clear,
My tears are red,
I cover myself,
From the life ahead.

Sitting on the throne of lies,
They stare at me and laugh,
But what they don't know,
What they don't see,
Is that they're heading down the wrong path.

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