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Crepuscular Hearts
Crepuscular hearts.
Darkness encroaches.
The final silver moon approaches.
Lives at war.
Needs at battle.
Rabid ego's caged in
mind that rattle.
Dark places, admit it, - Don't we all want
to feel like we matter most.
Severed is my mortal coil.
The universe has been loyal.
The soul sheds its sheath of flesh
back into the soil.
Darkness encroaches.
The final silver moon approaches.
Lives at war.
Needs at battle.
Rabid ego's caged in
mind that rattle.
Dark places, admit it, - Don't we all want
to feel like we matter most.
Severed is my mortal coil.
The universe has been loyal.
The soul sheds its sheath of flesh
back into the soil.
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