March 25, 2010
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The untold words my grand pa never said
The things that keep me up at night
The mysteries behind the crimes people do
Murder is fascinating to the naked eye
So much sickness in one body
Makes me want to cry
From the out side they look sane
Sometimes even normal
Scared, weak even friendly
But inside they see things so much differently
Blind to rationality
Gunshots break the glass to their secluded world
There murderous impulses
Scar lives
But not even knowing they were wrong
Disturbed minds

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