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The Silent Truth

the hidden truths the silent truths you come to bury me but i just may bury you the burden carries me further by every step the pain i suffered has carried me so close to hell you better carefully measure the methods you be using against me and if they're excessive toward my demise then i wish you success nothing to reminisce but only my regrets as i counter them with subliminal messages stung by the whelps that com from bull netals i can see the mountains from miles the countrysides full of nothing but rebels as a catalyst to catapults the counter measure to balance the force of the battlefront, tragedies and triumphs, and principalities and the power's force and frankly yes that's a mouthful like a sea of troubles so far at this point we are incompatible, a branch snaps cracks feel the power shift ,a shallow heart feels the shadow's kiss, from where the war was raged from here to Shiloh to the cornfields

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Date: 2/1/2016 5:00:00 PM
Hello my friend, This is a very good poem. Powerful and straightforward. Hugs. LINDA
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Date: 1/31/2016 1:08:00 PM
The silent truth of your talent canot be hidden.
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