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in silence i come for thee
rushing in speeds of wind
so fast im in too deep
no sailor can fish-hook me
i crash into your chest
one part to kill the beat
abstract, you can only feel

with me there's no bliss
ignorance be the only fiend
with a blow i pulled the pin
tomahawk is the song you hear
time to go for i am a blink
no mole can hide from me
no hole is way too deep

telling her what it means
to be here and your with him
just for now and the beast begins
with each step i feel the pinch
i dont stop i can only bleed
and with red you will get to see
Tomahawk isnt the key...
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
things arent always what the seem to be...

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