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They follow me around They cling to my very soul The darkness they are made of... I don't have any control I can turn the lights off I can watch them disappear But when the light turns on They are always right here...
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 12:19 AM UTC
Shadows
They follow me around They cling to my very soul The darkness they are made of... I don't have any control I can turn the lights off I can watch them disappear But when the light turns on They are always right here...
RickyLacey
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 12:19 AM UTC
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