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I write poetry. No Im not depressed. No im not emo. Yes, Im just strange.

Some people keep secrets
Some people tell lies
but nothing can escape
my seeking eyes

I sit there in the darkness
Waiting for my prey
hoping that ill find you
hoping that day will be today

theres a darkness inside you
growing uncontrolable
I can not help it
that this is me
for i am your inner darkness
the one and only

*Is it wierd I did that when i was nine?