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*~ Dark Poetry ~* December 12th, 2005
My every feeling
Not so revealing
The tears that fall
As I watch your son play ball
The guilt that hides
In no one I confide
My broken heart
Which I though was torn apart
Things that I think
Ideas that stink
Everything that I believe
Wraped like a wreath
My life in a bubble
Sometimes mirrored into double
Clear to the human eye of sight
Just like my tears that fall by night
