Wake of the Night

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By GDDY

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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