So scared am I
Scared of what I could be
Scared of what I have become

So lost am I
In all these thoughts
In all these lies
all this deciet I've set up to be
all mine.

So dream I , again
So I love that what I lost
So I love that which ies in darkness
Gnarling, showing his teeth

And here I sit
This wooden chair
Kept me for ages

These candles
only prepare me

For the nightmare beast.

13/2/12 20:46 Made by LADDian.

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Every poetry has its other side, every end has his beginning.
This is who I have been, this is even who I really might be..
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