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Swimming through the crowed of main stream walking past bodies with no faces,
Closed doors ashen walls are the people I pass,
Running on never faltering i Chase up the latter of life, fumbling to grasp the next step, knowing I eventually run into the peace of end, bleak and mysterious,
but when in worlds unknown my light and dark collide making what is mine
I breath the tune I weave, like spiders dancing on a single thread, hallow shattered heart humming with the raven beauty of my internal star, dazed and blindly leading myself on
When you poison me lay me to rest, let me thank you and return revenge of what i would seem about to feel.




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