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Darkness
In my deepest darkest hour There is no one to talk too. No one understands and the world is too busy to care! Lost and confused I write these words in fear I live in a heartless , cruel world. My children believe their dad is as good as gold. But at nights away from their innocent eyes, He conceals a deep, dim , deadly secret. A secret that plaque his soul, Terrifies his victims: A victim of which I am. a bully is he! The monster within that torments and surpresses my very soul. My family and friends think I am hallucinating, If you knew him you too may think I am crazy. To the human eye he looks humble Violence may not be of his nature But you are wrong he is scary! Violent is his character. Your children will fear him , Their dreams will be awaken, The monster that lives within has no compassion. His heart is as cold as ice His hands lay heavy on your throat Legend I call him many is he, Your daughters may know him, His scent may possest them. Who am I to warn you? I am only a victim crazy you may call me, A fool I maybe, Safe I am no more. No corner, no closet can hide me This demon devours me, Death has a hold on me , Sweet angel release me.
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