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Mar 2016
In the darkest depths of
our souls will you find
the demons which we hide
from prying eyes, which
never will you see when they
are around.

It is a secret known
only to us who have
seen the true darkness of
every living soul, a
secret for which we have sold
our souls.

Do not endeavour to learn
the truth of the darkness
we harbour, for you must
lose your soul to learn
the secret ways of
our order.

If you knew, you would
never sleep again, the excruciating
sorrowful pain would never
end, it is for deaths
warm embrace alone which we
long for.
This is the second poem I wrote
Quintin Backström
Written by
Quintin Backström  Pretoria Gauteng SA
(Pretoria Gauteng SA)   
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