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I Want To Write Of The Darkness Dedicated to StaiNed I want to write of things in the dark that are hovering just out of sight; of the things that prey on my weakness and invade my frail mind in the night. I'd write of black demons that taunt me with malevolent sneers on their face; demons emerging from the abyss with loathing for the whole human race. Or write of shadows that come creeping to caress with mind chilling terror; shadows born of the fateful moment I committed eternal error, but... My soul is filled with sunshine and warmth, where dark beings could never survive; sunshine that glows from within my heart and makes me glad that I am alive, so... I'll read of the darkness of others who I'm happy to have as my friend; friends who fuel the internal fire of warm sunshine that never shall end.
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