My mind

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By DarkEnvy

All they think about is heroes and glory But I try to find a way to end this sad story. My words multiply in this endless book From me my spirit they greedily took. I creep through a lone dark hall I hear voices, so faint, so small. Ripping inside me the pain is intense I try to escape but there is now a fence. I'am locked inside this nightmare No one is trying to find me, no one will care. Every day I fake a smile To fix me it will take a while. When I stop my heart and close my eyes I need your guidence to lead me to the skies. ..++..DarkEnvy..++..

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July 18, 2007 19:27Sarah

I like your poem it makes me think of when I feel that way.It is a beautiful poem