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In the darkest pathways will I roam, Making forgotten shadows my home. Find me in the secret lair, Behind your fears, discarded cares. I am the tunnel through the night Fastest way to avoid all light I am the heart, broken, called liar I am the sadness, madness, on fire.
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Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 7:51 AM UTC
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In the darkest pathways will I roam, Making forgotten shadows my home. Find me in the secret lair, Behind your fears, discarded cares. I am the tunnel through the night Fastest way to avoid all light I am the heart, broken, called liar I am the sadness, madness, on fire.
jennifer-lynn
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Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 7:51 AM UTC
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