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Feb 2013
…A cold wind blows
awakening
a hollow in the heart
A familiar nostalgic entity
lurking in my nights
A melancholic singing of
desperate voices
whispering through the breeze of a dry
solitary
twilight
A haunting
embracing
the abode of my sanity
Running away
from an undeniable void
brought by dark fires and tears of
what was once thought a numb
beating heart
A nightmare in my slumber of
sleepless nights
Wanting to break free and light
the candle
to see through the dark
but I find myself being
succumb by the
cold…
Mek
Sep08
Mek and the Infinite Madness
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Mek and the Infinite Madness  Under my bed...
(Under my bed...)   
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   MKJ and BarelyABard
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