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Oct 2015
Encompassed in darkness
the light of day unseen
the years passed in a hole of lies
this faith is not my own
if it were
I could find joy
but there is only darkness
a spirit that has no life
birthed by false hope

The negativity of those men
the ones who seek  power
to hold control over others
their words were so inviting at first
those words are no longer so
today they bring a loneliness
a longing
for the days of innocence

I ask myself why
why have I slept so long
why have I walked through life
with my eyes wide shut
brian mclaughlin
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