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Jun 2014
Oh how fools can pity me
For they can not know
Of into which sadness I flee
Of those dark shadows I go

If they dare, sought me out
They know not what they find
From the terror of midnights' shout
Buried forever within insanitys' mind

I will take to the grave my sorrow
Even in Death I am never free
Condemned to rot in somewhere hollow
Where the fools can pity me
Copyright Chris Smith 2014
Chris Smith Dark Poet Soul
Written by
Chris Smith Dark Poet Soul  Hemel Hempstead
(Hemel Hempstead)   
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