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May 2012
the darkness creeps within
from wraith's of feeling deep inside
amd grin at me with jagged smiles
of what used to be my heart
as they clamber up my leg
"go ahead... i don't care anymore.."
my reply to their demands
they burrow their way in
theres no need for them to hide
no need for cakes with hidden files
they have free reign to rip apart
whats left of me, i don't even beg
for mercy as my corpse lies on the floor
Overthinking again... oh well... hello wraiths... come to eat my face again?
Quiltel The NightFury
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