It's me., by ~The Familiar Side of Strange~
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I close my eyes
and darkness comes
there It is...
not beast nor man
a shadowy form
in a strange land
struck by wonder
I do not move
as this shadowy form
starts to stir
a helpless call
my body is lured
in It's sirens song
It finds It's prey
upon apporching eyes so cold
consumed by darkness and hate
I stare at myself
It's me, this is my fate. |
Posted: 2010-10-13 16:34:02 UTC |
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