Unsolved mystery

by jasmine cherry   Aug 20, 2008


Darkness
hatred is what i feel
a hatred that reaches its soiled little hands
into the bowels of my soul
a soul once pure now tainted
by a world of uncertainty
and questions
questions that don't have answers
no plausible answers
so the questionable thinking is left inside
and eventually erodes
into a mesh of madness
and wondering

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