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raknaff posted on Jan 24, 2009 at 02:30AM
Darkness
I feel the cold enrap my fingers There is no light I open my eyes and all I see is night My eyes as hard as coal The cold fills up my body It's like I'm falling through a hole Theres no one there at all The silence screams the truth I try and feel a wall Theres nothing there at all My heart as hard as stone My fingers as cold as ice Who would leave me here all alone Although no ones there I don't feel scared The quiet makes me calm I feel like I belong I float through the dark air I look down even though I know no ones there Thats when I realized I am Become Death |
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