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Dark & Mystical
poems

Beside The River... - (by C'Lande Stines)
I came upon a girl who sits by this mystic river of purity,
As she runs her hands through its water of enlightenment,
With gentle stokes of love and life,
It swiftly sways as if she and the river are bonded with unity- ...
as i lay awake at night
i see the darkness
stars that glitter at night
the moon clearly in sight ...
been locked away,
in this dark cold place,
for so long
its hard to say,...
When I was young I saw her. A vision. My untainted eyes saw only the beauty I was so accustomed to, and ignored the darkness. She came to me one night and said she would destroy me but all I could hear was ‘I love you’
Now I hear plainly but am deaf, I see clearly but am blind. I am a functioning cog in this endless cycle of pain and pleasure, but I feel neither....
Love
Its so Complicated
Hate
Its Not Sedated...
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