The Dark Truth, by Butterfly Warrior
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The dark shadow in the night calls out,
it calls as a friend and protector,
it beckons with an eerie hand,
the pitch black of the night haunts you.
you want to greet your friend of umbra,
you want to feel harmony from the black mirror,
it calls to you,
it calls to everyone,
it calls to anyone and everyone
you can't escape it.
Shadows are your dark knight,
it's your friend,
it's your enemy,
and it's the dark truth. |
Posted: 2012-06-14 22:48:44 UTC |
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