Thoughts of a tortured soul

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This one is really really creepy and depressive, so if your influenced easily, I suggest you dont read this. *evil laughter* .... I need more hobbies... j/k, lol

Submitted: February 22, 2008

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Music, twisting, turning,

Burning.

Through the wasteland I call my heart,

Bleak and blank,

Dark and dank,

This Hell you abondoned me to.

Why love, why hate,

Its all way too late,

Hell is coing soon.

Why fight or flee,

Pray or plea,

There is no God to help.


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