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Loosing Control
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My Poems He Sits Alone,
All By Himeself,
Bitting His Nails,
As If He Was Scared....
As If He Was Scared,
Of What Was Inside,
Reading His Thoughts,
Controling His Mind...
Controling His Mind,
Of Things Unseen,
Things So Bloody,
He Wants To Scream...
He Wants To Scream,
To Make It Go,
To Leave Forever,
Of A Place Unknown...
But What Could It Be,
He Fears The Most,
Letting It In,
Or Loosing Control...
