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Poem Details
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| Title: | It always has its say |
| Author: | whatever |
| Date Submitted: | 1/2/2008 |
| Poem: |
Mind racing, jumbled thoughts running to and fro The maddening grip of insanity refuses to let go Darkness comes - settling in, burrowing in my mind Dark feelings, dark thoughts, pestering me, so unkind No escape - no place to hide, can't ever run away The fearful darkness has me again, it always has its say... |