Dark Betrayal

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Around, all around the angels gather, my dread grows as the angry hand of Heaven falls against my neck. It crushes me, and darkly my blood drips to the broken ground. In pain I call your name while Hell approches. Now alone, my love falls upon uncaring eyes.
This is my Hell.





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