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Jul 2011
Distilled in the body lays the darkness,
Everlasting till the end of time,
Till the days just break you down,
You'll go crazy and call the word pain,
Blame it upon the sky for its the reason why,
Drop it upon the sun for your the only one,
Let it be the stone, for your the one known,
Let this shadow pass by, Before you die,
Give in to your fate, and set upon the date,
Let your feet hit the flames, If your done with these games,
Let it be known that this tune is the one *Evil Plays-
Conor Cleveland
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