My fate is sealed,
I cannot last.
These broken dreams
they fade so fast.
For when I sleep,
I count black sheep.
For broken wings
my fear doth bring.
The sunlight jeers
yet the darkness
welcomes, the sproutling
of a sadness becons.
Your blood is red
yet mine is black,
the outcome of
my love hath lacked.
So here I sit,
shedding dry tears.
Here I sit,
counting my fears.
The darkness is
my welcome home.
The darkness is
where i cry,
alone.
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