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THE DARK SIDE OF ME

Hidden,
behind a secret scourge,
there it is,
where my hate is forged.
From black to grey
and back until I'll reach my decay.
Where the whispers disappear,
where there is no atmosphere.
Where noboby can touch my brain
there is somebody with a glory vain.

...and the words that you read
below my name
are the doors of a mid
under the cloak of an insane...

Hidden,
It is me,
in front of the dark side of me.


-Ricky)>



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