January 21, 2010
Around, all around
The dark memories gather
My dread grows
The stroke of death
Falls against my head
Crushing me
Darkly my essence
Drips to the earth
In pain
I call your name
Deaths shadow hovers close
Now alone,
My soul falls upon
Cold eyes
This is because of you

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