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Wednesday, June 30, 2004
Another Poem-Scarred
 My mind slipping further into darkness,
Slowly dying, but already dead.
I wonder 'when the pain will pain',
But then it had no beginning so there mustn't be an end.
Hatred flows through my veins,
Never escaping, just building.
The blade brings little relief,
But little is better then none, no?
I invision the most gruesome of deaths and the worst of pains,
And yet a smile creeeps across my face.
You say 'eyes are the windows to a person's soul',
But yet when my eyes meet yours, you don't see me.
My black heart and soul,
Grows darker by the day.
I scream out, scream loud,
Yet no one hears, no one hears my pain.
I'm scarred forever,
In both body and mind.
You are Black.
Boasting of Power and mystery, you make for an
interesting person. But careful, you may scare
off any potential freinds with your short fuse.
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