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Jan 2017
A soul, fading alone,
A heart, made of crumbling  stone,
I've ended up here,
Wanting what I should fear.
They'll never know
Because I'll never let it show,
These abyssal cravings,
My internal ranting and ravings.
So let it all drop
As I fall to the bottom's top,
A rising fall
To answer the Void's call,
To become a new ascendant,
In transcendence resplendent.
As a world begins anew,
I will be myself true,
Existence remade
In a better image that will never fade.
Written by
Drakon Umbralight  Louisiana
(Louisiana)   
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