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by Beautiful Chaos Oct 13, 2010 category : Life, society / other
Keeping my secrets to myself Locked in the deepest corner of my mind Guarded by my nightmares Consoled by my heart One would have to be me Or devour me to find them By then they would be worthless For I would no longer exist Until that day Snakes will weave through my mind Creating false dens of mystery Caged in defeated regrets Taunting onlookers to try Delve into the iniquity of my mind To evolve into something beyond themselves Consuming my essence of life