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blogThe Truth about Him....
I see the pool
of tears and next to it, the tool.
A picture, so simple.
The pool of tears ripples
as another tear falls down.
I turn around.
Then he…
Black
The black, the dark.
It is my mark.
How can it be
that noone sees me?
Noone sees or feels.
Noone knows that side is real.
Sorry this poem has weird…
Screams
I hear the voices screaming at me.
I know what they say will be.
What they say comes true.
You know it. It happened to you.
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