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Wim2012 Posted Feb 19, 2012 11:27 PM
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The dark void beckons to you
Its steely eyes and broken glare
Reminiscing of what cannot be there
The pit unburdened, deep and cold
Tarnishes all the solid gold
The silver and the copper too
The memories of holding you
If lost is what my course shall be
Then doomed to plot it eternally
My fingers now release my shame and
Hold their breadth to wait death's claim |
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