it was into the harder time i looked and delved so deep, and inside all the pain and hate I found a book to read, upon its page I found a note instructing me to do, the very opposite of that for which i never knew, and so from this i gathered that for me there's no time, I cannot grasp or hold onto the older lies, To leave behind those people who kicked me from their lives, I am better off without their diseased minds.
Unto Dusk I searched and searched,
Under soil there was no dirt,
amongst the ash there was a voice,
that called and called again,
moon shone down amongst the dead,
Their last words inside my head,
no longer here nor there,
though eyes now pierced the shadow veil,
her madness howled again.
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