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This corner of my life
A small dark speck is growing
Spreading like the night

As it grows so does a voice
A black voice its small at first, innocent
With dark tounges it wispers
A language I wish not to understand

But slowly it is revealed
Word by word I know what is said
And this voice did become my friend
It's thoughts realeased in my head

It was not only thoughts
The voice had a will
It was maligent
I cared not but for its quota to full

Many did pass by my hand
It was forced by the voice
The disembodyed master
With it I plead but to its will I have no choice

Once I had a life
Once I had a choice
But it left me that night
For salvation, my voice

Dimly I am aware
That what I do is wrong
But I am ordered by a higher power
This power made me strong

Others can try to change me
I dare you to try
But the voice wont lose its servant
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God of the mind
Date: Wednesday, 2nd January 2008 @ 10:49:21 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: anesthetic
Alone here in my corner
This corner of my life
A small dark speck is growing
Spreading like the night

As it grows so does a voice
A black voice its small at first, innocent
With dark tounges it wispers
A language I wish not to understand

But slowly it is revealed
Word by word I know what is said
And this voice did become my friend
It's thoughts realeased in my head

It was not only thoughts
The voice had a will
It was maligent
I cared not but for its quota to full

Many did pass by my hand
It was forced by the voice
The disembodyed master
With it I plead but to its will I have no choice

Once I had a life
Once I had a choice
But it left me that night
For salvation, my voice

Dimly I am aware
That what I do is wrong
But I am ordered by a higher power
This power made me strong

Others can try to change me
I dare you to try
But the voice wont lose its servant
By its will you'll die.

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