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The darkness consumes me, As the sun goes down. Comfort dares not to walk into my heart, The land of the curses, Hazy sacred grounds. Mystery creeps into my eyes, Orbs of blackness stare intently into my unpleasant past, They show the surrendering of my emotions. While my mind attempts to absorb the present, Creating new obstacles that will eventually fall into my past, Efforts in vain show my disposition. No control inhabits my mind, Chaos, anarchy, rebellion, All thoughts have been left forlorn. Lonely without a cause, Nor a reason, Is who I am.
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