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This bitter aftertaste of sorrow
consuming all that I've once been.... This morbid thoughts taking me over, crawling in me, tearing my world apart, making me wish I never was for now I'm just a memory of what I craved to be. Your presence lies in me... My tears, drawn in you, fading our dream to nothingness... Dark Wings cover my eyes now, vanish the light I thought I had, while flying three floors down in me. We never really were. I'll never really be... more than a shadow of my burned to ashes memory of you...
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