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Who is to blame
Contributed by
Shadow
on
Wednesday, 4th February 2004 @ 05:50:25 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Welcome to my humble lair
Laced with your sins horrible to bare.
Dance with me now O sinners fright
Bath in the truth of the darkest night.
What do you fear aren’t you at home?
I see that you shake bone to bone.
What is it you think in the darkest night
No that your torn from all that is right?
You hate me and curse me with no emotion to spare
What have I done for so much care?
You are the barer of every fear
I should see not one single tear.
Why do you hate me when I’m not to blame?
You have created this sick little game.
What do you fear of father of night?
Why do you hate me out of your spit?
Copyright ©
Shadow
... [
2004-02-04 17:50:25] (Date/Time posted on
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