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	<title>Comments on: Poem of the Week: Timothy Donnelly</title>
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	<description>Where was it one first heard of the truth?</description>
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		<title>By: Isaurafer79</title>
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		<description>You ignore me when I cried and for just that moment… all you needed to do was caress my lips and lend me a hug_But far away in the glee of my time… you held more than just a key… you had my soul and enthralled my heart with placid handsThen I became aware that from this dream awoke a nightmare of which I would never wake up from_Over and over again I carried us thru this hurricaneFighting to please you but everything I did was never enoughI am a regret to youI am your wrath and I can’t conceive whyAll I sense inside of me is obscurity &amp; sorrowBut you perform theatrically all the joy that adorns youSO I hid my soul inside my closet My body is your corpse but my spirit is my vengeance What will they call it when I snapA crime of passion; no far from that_ this is not about passion I just want to wake the f_ck up!</description>
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