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[bodytext] => We who sit in silence Breathing slowly, scared to find nothing in the air Feeding on myths, the warmth of the past Trying to find a way to escape There is a way the room moves around And the feelings come to me in the night I feel your love and the hate it breeds And your failure weights me down Blame me if you will Dreaming of death we all are This strange pull I sense around the corner And the promise of near future It doesn’t make sense Strip me away from these hopes So that I can be free I walk without a goal I deny the reasons behind all this And still I keep on trying But the darkness prevails And in it the glory of this silent masses They cheer even in death For trophies we are And will ever be I don’t know What it takes to be me Here I am again Trying to be me Cleanse me of my purpose Send me to that that hill where dead meets its purpose Free me of my desire Let me be [comments] => 0 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 13 [informant] => net [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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