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Starlight, Star bright why do the monsters come out at night? Equal parts the product of rampant inaction and furious cynicism Both omens and harbingers of the tiding's sudden illness Their forms blot out what light is left in the day retrospection brings only fright Tearing apart what is dear time after time until the kinder fate is for me to nip in the bud any feeling of fondness for a cold heart is much less painful then the gnashing of teeth and tearing of their claws
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Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 6:27 PM UTC
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Starlight, Star bright why do the monsters come out at night? Equal parts the product of rampant inaction and furious cynicism Both omens and harbingers of the tiding's sudden illness Their forms blot out what light is left in the day retrospection brings only fright Tearing apart what is dear time after time until the kinder fate is for me to nip in the bud any feeling of fondness for a cold heart is much less painful then the gnashing of teeth and tearing of their claws
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Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 6:27 PM UTC
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