Wake of the Night, by GDDY
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Darkest nights
latests hour
i cant see
drifting..
Darkets memories
i wonder around empty
like the shadowy ghost
i cant touch
conscious awareness
walking dead like a zombie
i think of nothing
nothingness but space
just one stare
you wouldn't dare
look into my eyes
you be putrefied
with the coldest thought
that passes you through
with chilling senses
that fills you soul
with the sense of dark
you'll find your last resort
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Posted: 2006-01-05 02:37:00 UTC |
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