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The Unnamed

reality is not for me for the truth is to dark for the eye to see every little line that was crossed by he who shall not be named be changed nor slienced but it is I who is stuck in the mindless violence in which is forever unchanging so blinding and staining he was one in many I was supposed to trust but he was another who was bound by lust and lost by favor he who dared to question save her? no instead he just let me slip and sink in a tainted sip of poison that touches my lips that makes me scream and ever so lifeless here I am stuck like this.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 3/7/2011 10:09:00 AM
Congratulations on your well deserved poetry being featured on PoetrySoup this week Nichole. Love, Carol
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