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Feb 2012
Still waters run deep
Benign, at first
Thoughts seep in,    
             Creep
Through near invisible cracks in your walls
                                                      Fall,­
They will. Don't
             Sleep.
I don’t want you to miss it.
If the wall stands
You were made of a better
               Man.
If not it wasn’t made to be.
Mind you might not be the only one.
For your undoing has me undone.
Left hoping for another chance of saving you
                                       some.
                                     No fun, for the both of us.
Trying to prove it wasn't just,
                                         lust.
Better yet,
Prove we had            
                                        trust.
I lost the better part of both of
                                          us.
In this fog of deep and old,
I lost what was once to
                             behold.
The mist grows heavy,
Calms all water, as it runs deep.
Critique is welcomed.
BlakOps
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BlakOps  Anguilla
(Anguilla)   
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