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so i have told of my darker poems but never gave an example, well the horrid mood im in has inspired me to write a new one...
the dark poem i am inspired to create, enjoy my darkerside

the fire around me
the sweat rolling down my face
the demons laugh around me
bc of you i fell from grace
i turned to a dark path
i ended my kinder ways
a stoic view on torture
the end of my happiness no longer far away

the blood pumping through my veins
almost boiling as of late
bc of you i endure this anger
because of this, forgiveness will come to late
i do not know why u keep making this happen
others say perhaps u want us to end
if this be the case then just say it (word has been edited out due to various reasons)
so that i can remember how to fend

perhaps we will ahve to choose before this is all over
perhaps it is to late for me to save a thing
i wont slavage much out of it if anything happens
because i wont even try, for my heart will no longer sing
this hell is done or perhaps just beginning,
so let the hell fire sorround me on all sides
bc of my issues i dont know what to do,
and now all this confusion attacks my heart till it cries