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Sep 12, 2007
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Soliloquy
Screaming under water,
no one can hear.
A plethora of paths,
destination… fear.
Seated on hands of lead,
the end now clear.
Spelling out destruction,
damnation is near.
— Tuttey, Sep 12, 2007
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Critiques
weirdelf
18 years 8 months ago
been there, done that
orgami
18 years 8 months ago
agree with Weirdelf