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"HE" comes for me

Empty inside, hearts cold
Emotions...no.
The truth I speak.
Lifes warmth has been ripped from me.
Dead inside, no heartbeat,
Emotions...no.
The truth I speak.
It's so cold...I think I'm dying inside. Nothing but darkness, nowhere for my soul to hide.
I can feel it, he comes for me.
I see him...he is death.
Written by redbud317 (J.E.Demmings)
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