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Jun 2010
Until this day shall we no longer be found bound.
Live, Die Let there be no fear in your heart on this matter for the end is merely the beginning.
The Darkness hall.
Alone, void of emotion.
Pulling further down into oblivion, pain shall surround you engulf you past the tears of blood.
Shall it be found in loyal, loving company perhaps they (if willed) save you.
Peace, for prayer be found in you and let it be heard.
Written by
Nikolas Hunter
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