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Jun 2013
i hear your voice in the shadows
i see your reachin out to save me
but you dont know
you dont see

deep down inside
deep below the fast waters of words
is dark places that have claimed my soul
there are shadows shot into the soul

there are things
in the shadows of your world

just round the corner from your bistro's
just down the street from your happy homes
just round the alley from your bright shopping malls
are places like an open grave
and theres no life there
in the the breathing things crawling there

i came from there
a place no one belongs
a place not easy to escape
so don't ask me
cause i may just tell you
and that's always the first footfall
on that dark path
is thinking bout that dark place
thinking it holds something
other than death
living death

so don't ask me
i don't want to tell you
wouldn't wish it on anyone
have the courage to live for your dreams, and dont look for darkness...theres nothing there worth finding
mark john junor
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