| By lion,
on 19-12-2004 17:22
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Poisoned in my diseased heart
The untold story,
Lays somewhere in my soul
My head buried with remorse.
Shackled by actions
The virus takes over,
This indignant mind.
I want to bathe in the sea of adulation.
Locked behind these bars
The light can not reach.
Looking so desperately,
For what I came to achieve.
The words unravel themselves,
In a poet’s mind.
The painter paints,
A clear picture.
The truth is slowly eating away
Every bit of this character.
Feeling His existence, in my blood.
My heart, it shrinks.
The thought of that day, when this untold story
Will be exposed.
Trying to get rid of this darkness
That lays deep inside,
This virus,
Which attacks right at the core.
I want to drown myself,
In His worship.
Trying to find the sea of worship
Within me.
Last update : 19-12-2004 17:22
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