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Apr 2015
I know the darkness found me.
Right in the very place.
It left me years ago.
Its eyes were pitch.
The clouds were grey.

The shadows fell around me.
I smelled the ripe decay.
I recognized the pain.
I tried to try to run away.

This time i know im older.
Not colder just aware.
Never again dark matter.
Will you steal my mind again.

So listen now you birds of how.
You chirp,chirp,chirp too loud.
You speak your words of better.
The seeds of hate can grow forever.

Then people change to your disease.
Your ****** up idealities.
The darkness suffocates the trees.
This time its not on me.
Written by
corey larson  rock springs
(rock springs)   
356
   Andrew and Cecil Miller
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