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The Devil's Game
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The Devil's Game |
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niteismyday Junior Member
since 2012-06-19
Posts 35 |
A body with no soul and a face without a name, I'm caught empty handed in the devil's ceaseless game. The past leaves a trail with no trace of coming back, I try to free the demons just to keep my head intact. I'm trapped inside my head with no route of quick escape, With thoughts buried in a mind that hides behind a gape. Shadows of my life creeping closer with great pace, O, how this tainted earth would stay the same, hath death took my place. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Such angst, my friend, and not that I knock angst, it is merely that we all have to take our own roads to bein truly free. ~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways . . . ~*~ |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
The past leaves a trail with no trace of coming back, Nicely done...enjoyed your words nimd.  ~Victoria I was adored once too. |
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