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My friend is known by many names, some may love and some may hate. To see him you cannot sleep he's with me night and day and speaks when he wants,some may praise and some may boo. But he's my friend and together we may not lose One. Two. Three. Hear he comes nine on the dot and he greets all with open arms especially I who greets him as well, if you must know who he is, his name is very close to me and will be told to you. His name is... Darkness.
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Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 2:54 PM UTC
My Friend
My friend is known by many names, some may love and some may hate. To see him you cannot sleep he's with me night and day and speaks when he wants,some may praise and some may boo. But he's my friend and together we may not lose One. Two. Three. Hear he comes nine on the dot and he greets all with open arms especially I who greets him as well, if you must know who he is, his name is very close to me and will be told to you. His name is... Darkness.
For those who have felt this way before this one's for you.
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Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 2:54 PM UTC
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