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Walking in the night
Dancing with Nightmares.
Dark blanket of ebon.
The candle lit room in the,
House at the end of the road
I walk out the door.
Light trailing behind me
Splitting the darkness.
Smoke wafting heavy
In the night air.
My breath heavy with
Sadness and lust.
My eyes burning with tears of rage.
I see ghosts dancing
In the moonlight.
I fall to the ground
Crucified by all that surrounds me.
Wounds rend my body
And make me impotent to the darkness.
The candle lit room in the
House at the end of the road
Dancing with Nightmares in
A blanket of ebon
The night heavy with sadness and lust.
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