Dark poison spreads throughout my soul
No more your spring, I can't hear
It burns (I'm helpless) - like hot coals
Have I been branded? Or just seared...
These lies and hatred - can't listen
At peace, not tortured, or I'll stumble
To hide, to brandish thorns like thistle
To form a shell, that none can crumble.
Another me - a fake, a ghost...
A dark abyss - how can I linger?
From lies and hatred where to go?
To espy peace - rebound unhindred...
08.03.01 23:42:53
* Darkness
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