Friday, January 17, 2014


Darkness, darkness, shadows and pain
As deafening as the pounding of a summer's rain
No way out, no light can be found
Screaming at the top of my lungs, I utter not a sound
No sense can be made, no truth can be told
What dwells beside me makes me old
Before my time I will be departed
Payment for something I should not have started

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