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Black

Posted by destiny on January 1, 2010 in Poetry |
Blackness in my soul
digs and grinds
to make a hole
it bleeds and stings
but I just cry
no one cares if I die
Whether I live or die
I am still dead
I scream and cry
inside my head
I will smile and laugh
but only to please you
while inside I burn
an acid staff
Sometime it will end
no telling when

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