The dark room
The Dark Room
19 September 2006
the voices of the past are haunted
trapped inside a treacherous mind
going forth to tell the lie
infecting other people’s minds
blinded by the future they are
unknowing of what lies beneath
this simple and yet dying world
poisoned with our deadliest venom
hiding from the pain of this world
I crawl inside myself this night
crying tears that run away
for the hurt is far too near
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| Auteur: Lianne van Kesteren |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 september 2006 | ||
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