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Jul 2015
I'll ***** out the candle whicks,
Next time I won't be your match.
It goes to say,
I cannot be lit by light anymore.
I won't let your love strike the fallen fire.

Guess the darkness is more filling than it appears.
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If only you knew, Lycan.

Thanks for my empire, Kal.

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Skaidrum  The Basalisk's Chambers
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