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Revenge

In the dark on the bedside lurking, at my soul something has been jerking....There's not much left of the good for taking, My true nature is what i'm forsaking.....The creature tugging thinks that he is draining, the bits of light that are still remaining...I sit up straight, look him in his eye's, on his face is shock and surprise...For It's my darkness that has been eating, at the creatures soul, a requited meeting

Morbidlucy
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