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From the darkness, thou departed A crimson chasm of sorrow Thy tears, a reflection Of thy mother's misery I was born with thee My mother, light My sorrow, pleasure Yet, the sun shines on thee Surely, thou can see Me, though shrouded in darkness No, not me Thou Can thou see thee As well you cannot see me? For though dark, though thine opposite I was born in light And light reveals me But thou ' The darkness is thy home Yet, thou looks down on me Indifference in thy stare Thou used to fear me Now I am hardly here But I am here Waiting The light shall reveal me But I am gone When thy darkness comes I t   i s  t o o  m u c h  f o r  m e
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Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 3:11 PM UTC
Shadow
From the darkness, thou departed A crimson chasm of sorrow Thy tears, a reflection Of thy mother's misery I was born with thee My mother, light My sorrow, pleasure Yet, the sun shines on thee Surely, thou can see Me, though shrouded in darkness No, not me Thou Can thou see thee As well you cannot see me? For though dark, though thine opposite I was born in light And light reveals me But thou ' The darkness is thy home Yet, thou looks down on me Indifference in thy stare Thou used to fear me Now I am hardly here But I am here Waiting The light shall reveal me But I am gone When thy darkness comes I t   i s  t o o  m u c h  f o r  m e
Experimenting with Old English. Please point any error I need the criticism for real.
mickaela
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Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 3:11 PM UTC
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