Within the twisted worlds of my mind,
with many minds,
comes the darksides of my scary nights,
with windows of tormented sides of sides,
moving beside, without no lights,
It's multiple lifes trap inside my mind,
constantly screaming and feeding,
by taking small pieces of my soul,
into their souls of soul,
so they can live untouched by time, throughout times,
giving me enlightments of darkness into my poetry of dark rhymes,
the insides of their insights of past lifes,
of the othersides before they died,
they take and they give,
waiting for my life to run out of time.
©darko-dark
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