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Shadows
Shredding through my soul,
Tearing through my heart of coal,
Eating my righteous thoughts,
And tainting them to darker plots.
Whispers of an evil thing,
Come surface from the shadows,
To never mention light,
Or walk upon it's deadly might.
Tearing through my heart of coal,
Eating my righteous thoughts,
And tainting them to darker plots.
Whispers of an evil thing,
Come surface from the shadows,
To never mention light,
Or walk upon it's deadly might.
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